when not sharing their criminal records...

[sergebroom]

Nothing very exciting going on, which is a welcome relief after the Project's Most Excellent Adventure. I'm knocking projects off my task list fairly quickly. An issue has come up, regarding the Project, which I'm researching, but I expect that it'll turn out to be corrupted data left over from before I implemented repairs.

Besides that... I found out yesterday how many qwatloos I'll be getting for my yearly review's bonus. It's a very nice amount, nice enough that, once I've given Uncle Sam his piece of the action, there will be plenty left to pay for the repairs our minivan is going thru after the snows of Valentine's Day sent it into an amorous embrace with one of Albuquerque's streetlamps.

While the minivan is in the shop, I am availing myself of the local public transportation where, like I said in an earlier post, some customers can sometimes be heard sharing notes about their respective criminal records. Yesterday the sharing was of a different nature. When I came home, Sue started wrinkling her nose at me, which had me perplexed until I realized that a reek was indeed issueing forth from yours truly. The fragrance of one of my fellow bus travellers had impregnated my outer garment in spite of the gap between us.