Work feels very slow today. That always worries me. Makes me wonder if I'm missing something or being a slacker, which would be fine...only I'd really like to make lots more money than I do now. Money money money. I figure if I can't have love I might as well have that. I know it's not everything, and I know that it does not buy happiness, but at least it keeps me busy. Like most people I need something to work for. But anyway, I started reading this great book a few days ago: Ruby Slippers, Golden Tears. I'm totally into it. It's a collection of short stories bases on traditional fairy tales, and it's nice and dark and weird. I dig that stuff...poop...now I'm wishing I'd brought the silly thing to work...I'm getting bored. 