All Hail President Frankenstien!

[mcrune]

Several people at work have started referring to me as "The Machine." Now, I don't know if this is because, like Michael Bluth, I am incapable of emotion. Perhaps it is because I told several of my co-workers about that reoccurring daydream with a unicorn in it. Or maybe it's because when there's boxes all about, I'm the cat who won't cop out.
Right on!
All I know is that it's a better nickname than "Wolfman Jack."

Time to grab a few hours of sleep before another day of substituting. Hopefully one of these days I'll have a sleep schedule that makes sense.