Ten and that One Chicken
You know the one. The one that's not really got a head on it anymore and oooh, can it run!
Despite not wanting to get up today, I've managed to do quite a bit of work: work for the Boss, work for my Advisor, personal work, and work for the Mines that are Crafted, too. (Had to go dig up obsidian.) Which of course means my brain won't settle down to give me a journal topic for half a second, and then oh hey! 11:30 at night.
So I'll just have to leave you with a notice about me and the chicken. Tomorrow should be interesting, too, because the website I've been doing work on is going to open up--and we'll see how the Boss handles that.
Despite not wanting to get up today, I've managed to do quite a bit of work: work for the Boss, work for my Advisor, personal work, and work for the Mines that are Crafted, too. (Had to go dig up obsidian.) Which of course means my brain won't settle down to give me a journal topic for half a second, and then oh hey! 11:30 at night.
So I'll just have to leave you with a notice about me and the chicken. Tomorrow should be interesting, too, because the website I've been doing work on is going to open up--and we'll see how the Boss handles that.