Mark's boss bought him a lottery ticket today. That was silly, because when we win $40 million and Mark doesn't show up for work tomorrow, the boss will be all fed up. Though, knowing Mark (and I think I do), he would probably go to work. Doesn't change the fact that we're going to win forty million smackeroos soon.

The people I work with keep saying "don't leave" to me. Seriously, at least one of them, at least once a day. It's quite a warm fuzzy feeling, but I'm not quite sure how to respond. "You'll miss us" Well, I will a bit, they're a nice bunch. But I'm not sure I could do my slightly aimless job indefinitely. I'm very handy there for about 3 hours each day, urgently troubleshooting and sorting people / programs /suppliers / contracts out but that leaves about 4 hours where I think that my back hurts a bit and why doesn't someone hurry up and put something new on the internet or post on this messageboard so I will entertained.

Tonight, as well as us winning the lottery, Chicago White Sox may win the World Series. I may even skip America's Next Top Model so we can see the whole game. Only one of those 3 statements is true.

Now it is time to go get ready for pilates. My back hurts a bit, but it always sorts it out. Maybe I will get an ergonomic office chair for Christmas this year.