i totally screwed myself yesterday by complaining about how i had no work. the jinxed-gods decided to work me over by giving me enough crap to do until 6 or 7 tonight. yes, it may seem hypocritical and, well, whiney for me to complain about having too much work when just yesterday i was asking for more, but you don't love me for my consistency and maturity.

so if anyone wants to grab a drink after late-ish work time to avoid the reagan traffic crush, send me an email.