I think that after work I'm going to go home and edit the Halloween pictures whilst watching the results on teevee. I think I'll smoke some weed, too. Just to be irreverent.
Tomorrow morning I'm in charge of making a presentation to a zoning board. (Or maybe it's a planning board, I can't remember). I've never done it before, and I suppose I should be nervous, but I'm not at all. Bruce will be there and everything -- he is the P.E. after all -- but I'll be making the initial spiel.
Whatever, who cares. I just want Bush to lose by a landslide. I hope he cries himself to sleep tonight, totally floored that the country doesn't love him. WE DON'T LOVE YOU.