i started off today wanting to rant and rave. tall about all the injusticeisis done and inflicted. woe is the simple man without a plan type deal. but how? how when you breeze through your days at work being both productive and not at the same time. when you get paid to record your voice. where the sweet girl in your cubicle gives you cookies. where everyone around you is smiling. i'm not loseing all my cinicism yet. christmas in a couple of days. jammy boy turns 54 today. happy birthday jammy. its nice going to a bar where everone knows your name and you can leave without paying cause they know you'll be back. the deep timbers of my voice echo around the office as i sign out.