Yeah, this really happened. As I have lamented en masse lately, I haven't gotten many strips out. I'm sorry, but it takes about two hours per damned strip, and that's time I could be devoting to sitting down and watching the moving picture shows... or porn. Life goes on after Christmas, as it always has. My Christmas started with me waking up at two in the afternoon, so I got what I wanted. The day after X-mas, I had to re-cable a whole floor's worth of networking. Before Mark it looked like shit eating a fuck sandwich... After Mark it looked like a well ordered Information Technology hub... eating a fuck sandwich. That's about it for me. Oh, except for these few things: 1) We now have FOUR ferrets. They are Wolverine, Storm, Badger, and Buttercup. (I wanted to name Buttercup 'Thundershits', but I was overruled). 2) Saira is not pregnant. 3) I am going to try to scrape together a C-note to keep this page up for another year. 4) Saira is NOT pregnant. 5) My sister-in-law Teresa IS pregnant. The child is expected to begin crying on June 27th. My birthday. 6) I actually like my job now, and that's weird. 7) Saira is pregnant... NOT! 8) Happy birthday Richard and child.... and Jesus, I guess.
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