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I know I'm starting to lose it when I take time out to read up on the 2004 presidential race in order to relax.

Just Another Tepid Tuesday

What's up everyone? Nothing much going on here. Except the usual. And by usual I mean drudgery and passive chaos. General malaise. Discontent. Hunger for more. That type of thing. The general feelings you see souring through the skies over most American cities. Everyone wants something. Whether it be happiness, power, or control.

What am I talking about? We had a staff meeting today. Yet another chance to talk about how to fill self-explanatory forms for 90 minutes. I think if the powers that be wanted to justify these monthly open-eyed snoozers, they would take all the forms at the institution for which I work, remove all words from them and replace the words with numbers so at the meeting we would learn which information went in which box according the number. And we would have to memorize it their at the meeting. Otherwise I see no point discussing that you put your department's account number in a box labelled "account number."

Wake up, every one! Come on, people. Let's try to make this work. Why does the water from the cooler taste like the packing fibers my orthotics used to come in?