God damn it Flickr! The stupid photoblog service is reposting items that didn't originally go through. I can't figure it out -- I thought I had their elaborate unspoken rules charted: one word titles, something in the message body, a single photo per post. But now that I'm back in the states it seems that anything goes, and a backlog of unposted items is rushing forward. Argh.

In other news, nobody at my office did any work at all, apparently, while I was gone. Meticulously crafted instructions about how to complete urgent task A were ignored; I finished urgent task A around 10pm last night. Worse, a longstanding project is going badly. I was assigned to it, then pulled off for other duties, with a junior programmer put in my place. He seems to have accomplished -- generously -- one and a half days of work over a 3-4 week period. Now he has been pulled off of the project as well. And -- surprise! -- we're supposed to have something to show the client on Friday. "I'm sure Tom can get it done in a day or two," my boss has assured my fellow worker bees. Aside from not being true, this ignores the fact that I'm still working at a client site full time. My joy overflows.

Anyway, besides being somewhat cathartic, this is all meant to point out that I might not be able to get as much posted here as I'd like -- if I want to be able to get properly debauched at the DCist happy hour on Thursday, I'd better put in some moonlit hours now. But don't worry -- I'm sure Catherine has pent-up blogging energies to spare.