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This morning I thought I'd be in all nice and early because Steph drove me to the PATH from Gina's, and I always come in on time when I leave from Joisey.

But, no! said the subway demons. No, we will make you later than ever, by stopping your train at Canal street and making EVERYONE get off and find alternate transportation! Then we'll make your cab driver drop you off six blocks from where you need to be, for no reason whatsoever, and finally we'll make you stupid enough to not know that you're six blocks from where you need to be until it's too late! To top it all off, crowed the subway demons, we'll make you walk past the Graveyard of All Graveyards, just so you can have a nice little jolt of horror before you get to work 45 minutes late.

Can't complain, though. I had just started a new batch of BORING-ASS SHIT when Alex came over and said, "Can I ask you to get off the database for maybe half an hour?"

Hell yes! I'm on a BREAK! Woo hoo!!!

P.S. They put up a big, fat Christmas tree in front of the Stock Exchange. Boy, I really do love the gaudy decorations and crass commercialism of this time of year. It's really my favourite part of Christmas. It makes me feel like a little kid. I love anything that makes me feel like a little kid. I wonder if we'll do Hanukkah this year. Last year some sort of evil brownie snuck into our apartment and broke our menorah. Some sort of anti-semitic goblin or something. You never know what will happen in De-cembly-ember.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:23 AM | shower me with attention