Today was an incredibly
busy day for me.
It was
bitterly cold and very
windy, convincing me to
drive myself to
work instead of taking my usual
eight-block
walk.
One of my
weirder
co-workers gave me a
Tamogotchi -- I have no
idea what I'll do with it. I hate to just leave it in the
box, but if I
play with it, the damned
electronic animal would eventually
die of
neglect, and then I'd feel all
guilty.
My
brother got
fired from his
job. He's
glad to be gone -- he was getting ready to hand in his
resignation anyway, but the
boss found out he was quitting and beat him to the
punch. And of course, the boss won't let him get on his
computer to get his
old e-mail and
graphics files.
Employers suck.
Universally.
I got
e-mail from a
girl I knew in
high school. She was the class
beauty and
smart as a whip, so it made me quite
giddy.
And the
sad news of the
day:
Charles Schulz is retiring. His last regular "
Peanuts" strip will run in early
January. I've loved "Peanuts" since I was a
little kid, and I've been
channeling
Charlie Brown since
birth. I'll miss that
comic strip so damn much...