Roughed Up

Bollocks.

You know how I was going to do some blogging, some reading, and some writing at work? And then I was going to come home and go for a run? Well, due to those three hundred service sheets, plus a visitor who didn't leave until fifteen minutes after closing time, plus work and personal projects after the service sheets were done, plus a wild goose chase for dad, I didn't even leave the damn building until after 20:30, and I wasn't home until 20:50.

Bollocks.

I'm going to do two, count 'em, two posts. One about Mauritania, and one about Iran. Then I'm going to put in some work on one of my papers, then I'm going to read. And then I'm going to go to bed (after finishing my scripture reading for the day and stretching out). I'm ready to put this day behind me.

UPDATE: You know what? Sod it. I've had a lousy day, and though it's my first in a while, I'm fed up, and I don't have the patience left to put up with blogging on this damned seven year old keyboard tonight. I'm going to bed at 22:15, I'll get up early and get to campus in time to post about Mauritania and Iran, and maybe get some reading done. I'll catch up on my reading and writing Friday night, and over the weekend while I'm on call.

Thanks for putting up with the light posting, folks. Please post some comments on the dating post below this one, because most of you have been shy about commenting the past few days, and I'm starting to wonder if you still revere me, as if I were Caesar reborn.