Well, shit.

I found out today, after looking at my bonus’ pay statement, that it’s not the corporate bullshit that stole half my bonus. It was the taxes. 980 dollars became 540. Whaddayaknow.

I’m officially signed up for the class. 4 credit hours. I’ve re-arranged my schedule at work. Should this feel so odd?

Mah name is Johnny, Donnie, Brasco….

This track makes me feel like I can do and survive anything.

My fantastic idea for a story has become more refined, but I need input. Going to draw up several outlines for tomorrow.

Green Spiral tonight. That should be fun. The meeting is a workshop on massage. I hope they touch on energy-play and reiki.

I can’t wear my trench in this weather, and I am more annoyed by this fact than in other years.

I need to shave my face. It’s been a week and a half and it’s starting to get scratchy. Well, shave most of my face. I’m leaving the goatee. And the eyebrows. Yes, I have them. They’re just white. :P

I’m starting to feel that there are gnomes around every corner. DAMN YOU, GNOMERA!!

Oh, and one more thing.

I can smell your brains.