Day 339: Thank You, Facebook

Like this, only not as dramatic.

After months of having this in my menu bar, I finally read it. Much of this is because I wasn't religiously scouting for updates on Fuckbook. Thank you.

http://www.aaronsw.com/weblog/dalio

Tomorrow, nothing at all to do with this article, I face my fears. Some of them, anyway. Or at least, I'm going to a place and doing a thing that will bring them there to be looked at. Tomorrow, I will stretch, as they love to say, my comfort zone. Maybe I'll come out a new woman. Either way, I'm sure I'll make a discovery or two. 

Today, I get to play with Emily and Kate and see my beloved Pudding do her thing on stage. That's good, isn't it? Oh, and I'll do a little bit of work, when I get my lazy (but currently quite firm, thanks to Archway Road and Muswell Hill Road) arse in gear. 

Oh, and my light bulb just set fire to the fitting. Eeeee! So much for daylight bulbage! Thank god for fuses.