Werkin…

I totally need to get my hair cut. I typically get it cut every two weeks, especially when its this short. I’m going on four, and its driving me nuts.

I’ve been busting my ass at work lately. We’re going to upgrade to the latest version of the e-mail system I manage, and before we do, we have to fix our current environment.  That doesn’t sound like a big deal, but when you have to take a system down to fix stuff, and you have 2000 users who need it to do their work, it’s a bit of a problem. So I’ve been working a lot of goofy hours.

Once we do upgrade to the latest version of the mail server, it’ll be fucking cool. Not many corporations are using internal instant messaging yet, so I’m going to be teaching people in west middle-of-nowhere, WV, a few things about life outside their little world.

I’m diggin’ the whole iam community, but my problem is that there are so many hot guys on here, and you never know if they like boys, girls, both, or whatever. It can be frustrating.

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