Rizzn.com has been getting complaints. Complaints in the complaint department. Complaints that I don’t post enough to this here blogger of joy and wonderment.
People who know me and have read my diaries know that I don’t post often. You *know* this. There is no need to complain.
For those of you who don’t know this, you know now.
Having said all that, I really don’t mind complaint letters. At least it means someone else cares.
So. What have I been doing this week. This has been a particularly hellacious week as far as finances and politics go. Horrible problems with the D.C. office. I want to strangle all of them. Allegedly, when the president went up there, he tried to strangle one of them in the airport, before four policemen dragged him away. Keep that one under your hat, I don’t think I’m supposed to talk about that.
I’ve been keeping myself firmly entrenched in code. It’s the only way I can deal with the crazyness around here. I shut off my phone, have the back office handle my calls, and just code. It something that I can control, and it gives me at least some sense of reward to be able to type up some stuff and have it work.
In other news, I’m getting a new condo thingy. Yeah, the seventh floor penthouse just wasn’t good enough for me, I’m movin’ on up to a 14th floor two-bedroom down the road on the beach. Daddy like.
We’re also signing a deal with a big travel agency who wants to resell our tickets. Check this out: I get a car out of the deal. Word. Up.
Also, to revive another old tradition – the Quote of the Entry!
Quote of the Entry:
“You will probably hear from me yet again. I am not a psychic, this is only a hunch.”