August 6th, 2003


Well, its Wednesday. And I'm alive and well. At work. Safely. No calls from drunk hair gods, so Douglas Adams-esque sudden appearance of rainshowers falling specifically on me on a crowded train underground. Nothing.

I did experience normal NYC transit commute crap, but that's... normal My express train decided, nah, I want to check out the local route today, just for shits and giggles. So it did. Thus I was a little late to work. No big thing there... they're used to that.

Still... the lack of anything very odd this morning has me worried. Hmmmm.