The! Sun! Is! Finally! Out!
I want to cling to that shiny yellow orb like a three-year-old before mommy goes to a party. Don'tGoooooooooooWaaaaaaaaaaahDon'tLeaveMeeeeeeee!
Sunshine helps. I'm still hanging in on this unbearable gig, mostly because I have a fat invoice outstanding (been freelancing long enough to know that people — well-meaning or no — are most likely to pay promply when they want more from you). And because I'm cleaning up some of the worst crunch-time spaghetti code so my replacement doesn't have to suffer at my hands too. Poor bastard will have enough to worry about.
W was away for the weekend, on a sad errand. I logged 25 billable hours in 2 days while he was gone. Want it OVER now.
Posted by Liz at April 6, 2006 06:13 PM