Well, crap.

I left my headphones at home. It's going to be a long day.

Tonya, sorry I missed the big party last night. :(

An entry

The melancholy is creeping back into me, but I shan't let it take hold. I'm much to powerful (not to mention good-looking) for some stupid-fucking melancholy. Oh, it may win this battle today, but I'm going to be kicking it ass in the upcoming war. I just hope I find the weapons of mass depression that it's hoarding.

Tonight, I'm going to see jarbabyj's husband and dog perform Bill Shakespeare's The Two Gentlemen of Verona. If you don't like it, you can bite my crank. You don't know me. You don't care.

I want to read. I've been slowly making progress at The Engineer of Human Souls, but it's going slowly, which I've already said, thereby making me redundant in addition to melancholic. But, yeah, it's going slowly. Only about 1/4 of the way through.

Tattoo's healing well. Peeling, itching. I'm still showing it off to whoever will look. You wanna peek?

A company that my company works with sometimes is looking for a manager in their technical training department. I think I'm going to submit my resume. Can't hurt.

My LJ account expires in a couple of days. I'll re-up when I get paid next week. For now, it's time for a poll while I still can:
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