Back to Back

Back to work and drudgery. Back to routine and thoughts of strangling incompetent supervisors. Just not a fan right now, though I have a tan so I can't complain too much, once this cold kicks it.

Some things are just more important than complaining about a job being sucky (as in sucking the life out of you), I do realize that. Surgery, for example, is a biggie. So is having to relearn your hand motor skills.

These are sufficient to distract me back to work. I wish these surgery-goers well.

Dominicabana

One week. Hot weather. Plans to read on the beach. Starting tomorrow.