Another day closer to Friday, which means another day closer to when we
join the ranks of "home owner" with all the privilages and tax burdens
thereof. Hopefully, it'll actually mean a reduction in taxes for
subsequent years.

It's another day inside, like all of the other days of the week. The
drawbacks of having a desk job is that your ass gets soft and you never
see the Great Outdoors. It's surprising how much sitting on your ass
takes out of you; it's an effort to get moving after you've been sitting
all day.

Anyway, the allergist isn't sure what's wrong with my sinuses. It could
be sinusitus, it could be allergies. I may or may not have asthma.
It's all up in the air. We know I have allergies, since scratch tests
don't lie. ;-/ Thursday proved that, if anything.

Why am I whining about this? Because I'm updating my ~/.plan file, and
I have nothing better to talk about. Don't like it? Well, bugger off,
then. ;-) (The English have some fun words, don't they?)

^chewie