What a week of highs and lows. I am now firmly ensconced in "middles". I am also tired. Ahhh, how nice to have come full circle. It is Thursday afternoon, and that means almost the weekend. I see it coming with mixed feelings. On the one hand, it will mean no getting up before 0730 for work, and I will enjoy myself tomorrow night. On the other hand, I will spend the lion's share of my weekend at the office. What is this, the third week with no weekends in a row?

WHEN AM I GOING TO GET MY LAUNDRY DONE???

I am so sick of going to work wearing nothing but a single, ratty sock covering my genitalia. My cow-irkers don't seem to notice, but I get so cold going between the car and the building.

It's just after 4pm, and that means the last 3.5 hour stretch of my work day. Yeah, I've been here since before 0830, but I've gone on at length previously about the hours I'm working. This part of the day is probably got to be my favourite. Things are winding down for most of the others, so I can expect fewer and fewer interruptions tonight.

I'm getting closer to having my part of the project done, and though I have to come in on the weekend, it's nice to see a decently-sized row of green "DONE"s next to many of the tasks on my list.

With my headphones on and exceptional aural stimulation from mr dj ariz0na, it's all smooth coding from here on in.