I wanted to go to the pool and read, but even I'm not silly enough to do so in a downpour. A light drizzle, maybe. Consequently I need to occupy myself. I'd like to do that with chores, since there's plenty to do here in the next three months, but I don't know where to start. I'm waiting on an email and using the waiting as an excuse not to do anything productive. Is that bad? It might be, I guess.
I don't have anything else to say, really. Went on a terrific vacation this weekend and got to see Lucky Bob, and Scanime, and several other folks who don't have blogs, and I had today off from work because it's a minimum-manning day. I could explain what that means but it would take a while and you don't need to care. I really ought to be doing something worthwhile today, don't you think? I mean, I went to the gym. But... that's about it. Hmm. Maybe it's time to start going through the filing cabinet. If you don't hear from me in about a week, send someone over to make sure I haven't been crushed by a paperwork tsunami.