Amazing, a quiet delivery day. Found lots of time to glean from from the databases prospective customers for the NewEnterprise™ of mine. I'm soooo going to get paid.

Although people need to quit yanking the door half an hour after closing, when it's obviously locked, signs say WE'RE CLOSED, and you happened to glimpse me down the hall. YES I'm hiding from you asshole, I want to go home. Come back tomorrow.

I was going to say more, however my mind was swiftly erased earlier while STILL open for biz by the virtual bomb that a former co-worker dropped in my lap about somebody. And I've survived large earthquakes. This was some shit to behold. The BIOS I call my brain may not be correctly rewritten for a few days yet.

Damn salesperson mentioned such a possibility yesterday of something I already suspected but didn't want to admit to knowing.

I should have seen it coming. Happy fucking birthday big boy {s you've got issues

.....as if that wasn't enough........just tonight I have a seagull with a busted wing in my yard and neither animal control nor the local bird saviours will show up untill the morning. Had it been an eagle I'd have the local NBC affiliate with a 24Hr EagleWatch2003 from my fucking roof and donations from the local elementary schools. I made it a nest. It will likely die. It's for the better.