Geometry / geography.
I would very much rather be laying in bed all day reading magazines. I wonder how many sick days I have left at work. I think I just need another vacation. It's been so busy here, that when I leave I feel like I haven't accomplished anything. It's the worst feeling! More sooner than later I just begin feeling so frustrated. I might call in sick tomorrow. I might not. I might just sleep in.
Went to the fitness club again and moved around pretty fast for a while. I'll be sore tomorrow.
Still can't think of a name for my imaginary italian greyhound. Ciao, Benno, Pino, Achilles, Atlas, Barkemedes?
I wish I had a soundcard at work. It's ridiculous that I don't have one.
Later.