Ok, that's a lie. I do sleep, just usually at inopportune times, like right before dinner. Not a good time to sleep, as it is a better time to eat!

So, as I sit here wondering why an internet "dating" (read: pimping) service banner is flashing boobies in my face and nobody seems to care except perhaps that skimpy top, it occured to me that I really don't like my job. No, really. I hate customers with a passion shared only by my liking for tasty cookies. Ok, I don't actually hate customers, I just don't like having to talk with them. Sales is definitely not my bag. Give me a day or two alone with Visual Studio and a Project Scope Statement, throw in a couple of Use-Case scenarios, and I'm one happy panda, let me tell you. Actually, having swore off programming in college as a career may have been a tad hasty. Now there are still some things I just WILL NOT do, like two's complement and drive, but I'm finding that it may be wise for me to be more flexible, career-wise. Just thought I'd share that snippet of brain-juice.

Also: Cupcakes? Yeah, they still totally freakin' rock. Most awesome piece of anything anywhere, with the possible exception of my girlfriend, but it's really REALLY close. Maybe if she made me cupcakes more often than just when I'm sick... *wink, wink, nudge, nudge*