Its a friday.
But its a work-filled day.
With so much one has to do, one can only wonder if work is worth the comics, dvds, and all them other "vices" one has. Sometimes I wonder why can't work have been made to be more... friendly to one's personal time and needs. Yeah sure, there are supposedly unions to fight for your rights. That's as convincing as telling me that I'd a gorgeous hump-inspiring member of the human species.
Gah, this ranting on a blog is helpful.
Makes me feel like someone cares.