2007.10.07 Where's the fire?
I swear that either Alianora or Laurel Ann is quitting smoking or something, because I am starting to get the oddest cravings for a cigarette. I have never smoked them. (I never intend to, either.) It doesn't feel like Rose; they've finally found each other and settled down or something, because she's been quiet for years. (If you have no idea who they are, don't worry.)
Vanilla Almond Luna bars are a no-go for me. They're a little too bland and styrofoamy. NEXT!
Squashed work-bug in the form of logtime problems. Go, me. It took looking at the SQL and then headdesking, because I was convinced that it was pulling from the same source query and coming out with something different, instead of pulling from a similarly named source query and coming up with something different. *headdesk*
Righty-o! I think stats for Q2 are ready to deploy, and Q3 should be gearing up to go ... tomorrow! When I talk with the Office Lady!