I have ridden the might moon-wyrm!

So work goes well... As well as my hectic job can be expected to run. I'm down to 11 clients currently as opposed to 15, which is like a smooth Caribbean cruise of a day. Presuming that the Caribbean is really cold in the mornings and like 80 in the afternoon with scatter, unpredictable rain.
An important digression to you midwesterners. The coast weather is the most unpredictable thing ever invented. Where, in Michigan, you can look at the weather channel and go "oh, its going to rain here in an hour or so" with a degree of certainty. In Oregon, you look at the weather channel and go, "Hey! look that channel that sucks!".
Seriously, though, work is good. Last week was my 55 hour or something week. I must have pulled somewhere in the area of 4 days of 10+ hours. Now that I have a schedule that should settle down. I'm going to be working on Sunday but that doesn't matter. Sunday is a useless day unless your a Christian and even then half of them just get pissed off that you can't buy beer and go shopping until noon. Most of the time I'll get Friday and Saturday off together but sometimes I'll have to take off on Thursday instead so I can meet with the Psyc Docs at work.
Exgentlemen and I are good, we bought Radiata Stories which she has been playing. It's by the Star ocean team and its very funny. Lots of good gags and RPG sassiness. Still haven't gotten in any gaming but it'll happen soon. Exgentlemen is almost finished repainting her dresser and then she's going to do mine and we'll have a matching (sort of) bedroom set. We're watching a lot of Iron Chef America and Stargate SG1 (cause we get those channels with our rent). Just one comment on that: Bobby Flay is a Fucking Asshole.
As per usual I'm still procrastinating on putting up pictures. I just need to move my lazy ass and subscribe to one of these picture services like photobucket (unless someone has server space to host our megs of pictures). Pip is good since his cleaning and upgrade but now his video card is too fast for his little slot of RAM so he get finicky with some of the high process programs like SIMS 2. Soon he'll get kicked up a notch and be happy again.
I'm going to stop typing now (because 1/2 my job is typing and I'm tiered of it today) and go watch Fragel Rock. Peace out my home-bitches.