I am no longer in charge of the music at work.

Now half the time Michelle has her terrible radio station playing. It's all a bunch of silky-voiced R&B singers swooping and over-singing their way around a bunch of songs that sound exactly alike, with the occasional rap song with a hook ripped off from a ten year old hit.

Christ I sound old, don't I?

I was standing in the middle of my office waiting for my computer to be fixed (again) eating a hamburger. Now I eat hamburgers sans pickles sans ketchup sans bun sans everything, so I was just gnawing on this half-eaten patty when Dave looks over and says "Hey, what kind of cookie is that?"

And I said "It's a meat cookie!"

I've been watching Brooklyn South, and I must say that it gives a very peculiar view of my neighbourhood. I must say that it's not quite my neighbourhood, but it is just up the street from me, and I haven't noticed all these drug dealers and shootings and things.

Maybe I wasn't paying attention.

Hooray! Welcome back Lucy! You have been missed.

One year ago today:
I demand a recount!

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