So, yesterday's Dream of a Dull Subconscious was Adam Sandler's "Hanukkah Song".

Hours and hours of that song, over and over again. And of course, I only know about a verse and a half off by heart, so it was even duller than you could possibly imagine. And I like the song, even, it's just not proper dream fodder, as far as I am concerned.

I have no idea why I still sleep as late as I do, you'd think I'd fling myself from sleep like a prisoner getting out of Riker's, but so far, not so much.

Stayed late at work last night, which meant a car home and which means that rather than having the 23¢ that I would have had otherwise, I now have $1.98! Woo-hoo! Hold me back! I think I'll pay off my bills and give some to my Mom and put a down payment on a house and I guess I'll put the rest away for my retirement.

While I was rabbitting away on whatever the hell I was working on (updating the expense report log, if you must know), I watched the DVD of Good Luck that I got from Netflix. I wasn't expecting much, a crippled guy and a blind guy enter a white-water rafting race, sounds awfully heartwarming and soppy, I only got it because it stars Big V, but it really was surprisingly good! Charming and funny and heartwarming in a real way, not the way that you resent, and that's what I expect from Gregory Hines and Vince D'Onofrio, but it wasn't the actors overcoming a wet script, it was written well, too.

And the rafting is not the main part of the movie anyway, it's more of a road trip movie, with these two men learning to be friends and bring out the best in each other. And, in a nice surprise, Max Gail is in it, and he does a swell job. Why doesn't he work more? Everyone loves Wojo from Barney Miller!

We're at End of Quarter here at The Company That Must Not Be Named, and it's such a pain in our collective asses.

It's all, Enter enter enter, my God, the aging is too low, enter more! More more more! Wait, stop! Don't enter anything more with this code, but you can keep entering things with that code. Wait, stop! Now it's too high, the aging is too high, why did you enter so much? Delete some things, quickly quickly! Debit debit debit! No checks, don't cut any checks! Don't pay anything and don't tell anyone why!

I know I go through this every single quarter, or at least it's only this bad twice a year, but it's always this hysterical fluttering about all at sixes and sevens. Appropriate for accounting, but still.

The most wonderful thing might be happening at work! The Slightly Insane Chinese Accountant told me that she had told the Evil Overlord that I would jump for joy when I heard, and she told me, and I did!

You see, there are these invoices that we get from Human Resources about ten or fifteen times a month that are 72 line items long. That's 72 line items! They take about half an hour each to input, and I'm the one that does them. All of them. For years. And every time we acquire a new company, all I can think is how many more line items does this make?

Anyway, they are going to, if it works on the back end that I don't understand, code them to only one number instead of 72, making them basically no more nor less annoying than any other invoice! O, how happy and joyful I will be if it actually happens! Of course, if it doesn't I'll want to throw myself into an electric fan, and I almost wish that I didn't know since it's not certain, but my heavenly day, if it is so I will float several inches off the ground for weeks.

It's a sad day when something to do with accounting can fill me with such joy. How boring am I getting again? Extremely boring? Okay, just wondering.

Today's horoscope:
You feel pulled between the domestic front and the outer world today. Divide your time and energy as best you can.

One year ago today:
...but it is vitally important that the TiVo guy, whom I neither know nor will ever see again, doesn't think that I live like a pig...

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