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I rolled out of the house this morning and forgot my lunch. I had to drive in this morning and knew I wouldn't have time for the morning report if I waited until I got into the office, so I worked on it from home. Frustration. I finished the report via remote drive mapping over VPN, but when I tried to mail it out, my Exchange mailbox was full. I hate that shit. So, I had to VPN from another box that had the Outlook client (vs. OWA) so I could have a bleary-eyed delete fest this morning. I got the report out and hit the road. Part of the problem is I have recently been getting SPAM at work. I never used to get SPAM at my office account, but now it's a daily thing. More rules. Rules. Filters. An overstuffed trash can. I walked in this morning to find a ghost town. Every office door was shut but my bosses. Joe called in... something about electricians fixing his meter loop... lucky dog. I got stabbed in the back with another CIO presentation at like 5:30 on Friday afternoon. It's due on Wednesday, so I guess my day will be filled with the juggling of putting out little fires that crop up throughout the day and working on this stupid shit presentation. I can't believe I forgot my lunch. It's just because I was in a big rush. I need caffeine. I need to clean my camera. I need a sabbatical. Did I mention I sold my rent house in Virginia Beach last week. Good riddance. It was a great house, but being a landlord to property 1600 miles away sucks the big one. I am systematically working towards early retirement. I want to get away from the rat race... find the rat nap. I have to be at work at 5:30 tomorrow morning for a 6:00 aye emm cutover of one of our Internet DS3's to a new BGP peer via a new circuit. Joy. I think I'm going to plan on leaving work early... hmmm... if eight to five makes way for seven to four, then five thirty to two thirty sounds about just right. Time to see the dentist. 2:30. Get it? Tooth hurty. I'm so easily amused. Jason, if you're reading this, I need to talk to you asap. Oddly, I just had a random memory of when I jammed pencil lead into my childhood partner-in-crime's leg and broke it off. I hope that doesn't mean I have latent violent tendencies. Heh. It's only quarter after nine and I feel like I've been here six hours. I can't believe I forgot my lunch.