This morning I conducted a passionate defense of the common comma--to the level of creating an entire Comma Defense Network to protect some little guys who were in danger of getting booted from the 'NutNews. This has won me kudos for being funny, when the entire spoof issue of 'NutNews I wrote and shared with Gidget and Vela sank without a mention.* You never know what people might find funny, I guess.

No, the 'NutNews hasn't gone out yet. Yes, it's 10:00 a.m. on Thursday and the 'NutNews is supposed to go out at 3:00 on Wednesday. What do you want from me?

I missed my chance to recycle, too. I carried my little recycle bucket (everyone has one at their desk) over to the Big Bin Of Recycle, but it was gone--already out on the curb, waiting to be picked up. I won't have another chance until next month. (This would be a bigger issue if I generated more than 30 pieces of paper in a month. Still. 20 of those are misprints or mistakes, so I do accumulate a little waste paper.)

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Later that same not-so-good day

Other mistakes are made, but electronically. For instance, it wasn't ten minutes after I finally got the 'NutNews out before I got the first error notification. We got someone's location number wrong. Two hours later, I got a report of an incorrect file having been linked. Ten minutes later, I got a report of a broken link.

I am so stressed out. It started out as such a good day, too. That only lasted an hour. *Sigh.*

And, to be honest, I'm dreading tonight's hair appointment. It has nothing to do with HairMan's abrupt descent into dating territory. I've pretty much always dreaded these appointments. Granted that he's the one person I've found in Denver able to do a half-decent job of cutting my hair, but he shares a failing that's common (in my experience) with many men. He's never mastered the art of multitasking.

He's incredibly chatty--and when he starts talking, his hands stop working. Thus, a simple haircut which should take 40-45 minutes is never less than an hour and frequently takes more. A cut-and-color appointment requires a two-hour time block.

I have an incredibly low boredom threshold and after I've been in the chair for 20-30 minutes, I'm starting to go mad, even under the best of circumstances.

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* I liked it. In fact, I'm working on a second issue.