I'm sorry. This is the fun-vee. The hum-drum-vee is back there.
I don't want my latest entry to be me whining about work and my stupid new boss, so I'm writing now. But it's pretty blank up there. I'm not up for an old-timey letter. None of the inanimate objects on my desk have written open letters to me today. I could write about my new scheme to be away from my desk during work hours under the guise of an errand, but it's a story, like most, I'd rather tell in person. I could posture about how much fun the upcoming weekends will be, but I don't have the energy for excitement at the moment. I had a lot of media-realted things to say, but am too tired to remember. Um, has anyone seen the web show Children's Hospital on The WB site? It's supposed to be funny, but I haven't had time to watch it. Okay, I'll just say it. Worst entry ever.