Kevin told me last night that he likes me better when I'm caffeinated. It's true. Caffeine not only makes me more active, but it makes me feel more confident too. Of course, all that confidence is masked by the jumping nerves and twitching eyelids. But it's a keen observation, nonetheless.
Business stuff must be done today. I'm working (while caffeinated) on a release calendar. Needless to say, it's quite optimistic, crammed with ideas, and tons of misspellings.
There's no spell check for this journal. Sometimes, I'll find typos. It's a pain in the butt to track the source file in the database and edit it. That's why when I spelled Cheney "Cheny" the other day, I didn't bother to fix it. Cuz I know you know what I meant. And while it makes me look dumb, I cease to care. And look! I wrote "cease" and not "crease". Because, who creases to care? That would be silly.
T.
