September 26th, 2001:

Poop.

If you are emailing me, email me at revjim@livejournal.com for the time being. Many of you use that as it is any how.

I will correct these e-mail problems for good this time. I swear it.

(p.s. jaclyn… your mail is down too… sorry)

I’ve started a tradition here at work. Everyday I go downstairs, get a coke and a candy bar, and sit in front of the TV in the break room for about 30 minutes.

Why not?

It is unfortunate that we cannot believe, think, and act as children sometimes. Their practices may not be the best, or the most educated, but they seem to be happier. Most of the wounds they inflict on each other are temporary, and the healing process can be sped up with the administration of several cookies and a glass of milk.

I want to be young again.