It seems my manager has lightened up a bit. Either someone talked to him about my concerns, or he realized he was being a dolt.
Either way, I'm happier.
My vacation is 10 days away, and I'm looking forward to it. A whole week to do absolutely nothing. I was going to fly to Florida to visit my parents, but plane tickets are just another way of extorting money from the public, so I'm going to pass on it until next month. I considered driving, but an eight-hour drive by oneself is not one of the most fun things in the world to do.
Weekends are a good thing. I'm going to redesign my network this weekend, so that should occupy me a bit. Tomorrow is also the day I am going to attempt to ask the girl from Blockbuster if she wants to go to Barnes and Noble for some coffee.
I hope she says "yes". That would make me pretty happy. (DUH!)
Lunch Log: Spaghetti Warehouse 15-Layer Lasagna, Italian Wedding Soup, Fresh Bread. (Couldn't finish it. Brought extra back to the office. Mmmm.)