This big guy lives behind me with his friends and some wires. It was windy yesterday and he took off all his clothes and threw them in my back yard. I wonder if he's regretting that decision right about now.
In other news:
I'm on the mend. I'm not coughing so much. I have tried (especially per Lyle's advice) to get more sleep. I took some measures (new alarm clock, revamped bedding, etc) to get Ray to stop waking me up every three hours. I think lack of sleep is much to blame for the current state of things.
The Monkey and the Wrench is getting paged, and it looks gorgeous. I am so excited. The design features real monkeys. Well, drawings at least.
The past few weeks I was wandering around wondering when I'd ever get some good news of my own. I'm probably the only person who has ever felt like that (ha ha). I may have even said it out loud. I'm pretty sure nobody was around.
I'm having one of those days at work where I am totally distracted and borderline useless.
Let's just say that I got some really good news today, and that I'll share it soon.
I've already told the big guy who lives behind me, but he's not going to let the cat out of the bag, or the bird out of the hand, or whatnot.