This Monday I was dragging myself into work, bemoaning my fate for having to drag myself into work on this, or any, Monday. I mentioned this to a patient, my case of the mondays, and we joked about it a bit, then it hit me! I have only 157 Mondays left before I'm eligible for Early Retirement!! For you youngies out there, early retirement date means the date you retire. Get me out of this asylum. I may be heading for another asylum, part time, but at least there'll be a different warden. So, now I look forward to Mondays, next week's will but 156 left. I hope this works (not too optimistic, but hope springs eternal from the imagination of the fully desperate).
With glue afixxed to my soles, I'm slowly editing though The Prisoner. I had to correct so sub par passages too, but in the end I think the story will put a few smiles on a few faces, if not spawn belly laughs. After I'm done, I'm buying an H4 microphone to do the next book, so I can eliminate the computer fan sounds. Plus, toys are fun and I want some. Have a blessed day (which ever one you may be reading this on).......craig
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