Life seems to have caught up with me. 11 hours of sleep last night and very possibly as much if not more today. Despite what I am sure are appearances to the contrary, I’ve got lots of crap going on - big/small/good/stupid and actually very little wild/craziness and my body has either decided “screw it, we’re stopping for the day” or I can just blame my brother as he was sick earlier in the week.
Note to Iran: Please stop with the asshat uranium enrichment comments, it’s screwing with the stockmarket.
Note to US policymakers: Please stop baiting Iran into asshat uranium enrichment comments, it’s screwing with the stockmarket.
There is an ad on CNBC by the National Association of Payday Lenders (might not have the name quite right, but it’s their self-governing body) and it stresses the responsible use of payday advances. I have no problem with the message whatsoever - getting into those can be an real slippery slope. However, I have to wonder if they’re really reaching their target audience - how many folks who are using paycheck advances are also watching CNBC?
OK, I think I am going to go curl up and die for a while.
February 22nd, 2007 - 10:38 pm
11 freakin’ hours ?
ain’t that considered a coma ?
February 23rd, 2007 - 10:14 am
At times, yes, I do think that is considered a coma. But it felt good.