Today was a good day at work. Wednesdays are our busy days, which is why on Wednesday, I didn't do much of anything but get home and plotz. I mean, I went to my mother's first, and she gave me an awesome dinner -- pizza and buffalo wings (poor, extinct winged buffalo! Their own fault for being so delicious, though) and we talked to Bob for a while.

I also got brownies.

Hmm. I remember a writing exercise that would allow me to write more detailed blog entries, but for the moment there's not enough momentous enough to neccessitate such a thing. But I think I'll try the firefox upgrade that spellchecks text entry fields for you. I don't like negotiating with blogger's interface, and writing my posts up in Word before taking them in for posting doesn't really cheer me.

On the whole, things are going well. I get paid tomorrow, and if I don't get a DS for christmas, will attempt to save up, since everyone else has one. Bastards.