Hm.

Boss walked out with his bag, very quickly telling me he'd be back after lunch (and saying something else, but he mumbled and was still in motion, and I've got desk partition blocking me, so I didn't hear. Probably something about a meeting). At least I've got some time to myself. No idea what he means by "after lunch", though. Lunch is pretty much whenever here. 9_9 I'll just go by Tax standards and take it to mean "after two o'clock".

Someone hit Lotto on a very ridiculous set of numbers last night, and there is no information on the website stating where the ticket was sold. They ALWAYS have that information. I want info or I'm gonna start getting suspicious.

Browsing the NaNo forums again. Much faster today. I think the 'net was crawling in general yesterday.

Can't do it.

Because you know something? I don't want to. I don't want to. And that's that. Because I may not be able to get my way with work and my parents and life in general, but I'll damn sure get it with this.

I'm not ready. I may never be ready. You don't seem to have the ability to deal with that (after HOW many years of "contact, ignore, contact, ignore"?), but that's not my problem. I know how I feel about it. It's not changing right now.

So, hi. I don't need to name you, you know who you are.

One word, two letters: No.