had kind of a hectic day at work today. touch and go as to whether i'll be able to solve a problem in the time available. and it's happening because people ignored my warnings that this was going to happen. i suppose i could take some satisfaction in being proved right, but given that i'm the one who has to clean up the mess, on the whole i'd rather have been wrong.

so am i stressed out? nah, not really. pretty much kept cool and managed not to lose my temper. and all because i'm still enjoying that nice warm fuzzy feeling as a result of all the fun at the weekend.

i'm thinking of writing to brian cowan suggesting regular flogging of the workers as the solution to ireland's economic difficulties. (i'd suggest a good screw too, but sure aren't they screwing us already).

i know just how he could fund it, too. make ivor callely take the bus. see? sorted.