I often wonder, where does my cat, Pepper, hide her multicolored balls. I buy her packs of 4 for $4.95 (which I take issue with anyway) and at the end of the month she’s all out of balls.

I come home and there is little Pepper, looking at me with her big yellow eyes and I know she wants to play. Sure she’s found other things to play with, but it’s just not the same.

Pepper Movie (in Quicktime)

There is something magical about Mondays. It might be the energy of a week freshly started, it might be the cloudless sky after a weekend of rain (as we have had in New York most of the summer), it might be that clients are far more forgiving at the start of a week then at the end, but whatever it is Mondays seem to capture the best of the week.

Sure Fridays can be fun. TGIF and all that, but the TGIF shit is usually reserved for people who hate their jobs, or are stuck in the corporate rut, or pretend not to like their jobs around their friends. I actually like my job, most of the time, and find working pretty rewarding. There is of course the days that I feel like I could bat someone’s skull in with a really pointy brick, but those are just passing emotions. So Fridays can be a relief, because of the impending weekend.

I usually find Thursdays to be the worst of all days, because they are so close to the weekend, but still a day away. Thursdays are also the days when things need to get done. Deadline day. Clients like their material on Thursdays, so they have a day to look it over.

Wednesdays are pretty neutral. They are like the Switzerland of week days, not falling any which way. It is the day which reflects most on the type of personality you have… is the week have over, or half begun?

_That’s a deep philosophical lesson, that is._

What about Tuesdays? You’ll just have to wait for tomorrow.

The unfortunate part about a new computer is that, no matter how fast it is, there are always wrinkles to iron out. My new computer is no exception. Although it might be touted as the fastest computer in the world, it still deals with the occasional problems of…

bq. Um, what was that? I was going to… oh, you want to do that, well I was thinking… No? Okay then, lets do this instead.

And don’t get me started about getting my old e-mail over to a new system!? Apparently e-mails are completely unreadable from one system to another and requires plastic surgery to be at all legible… much like Meg Ryan. (have you seen her lately? She looks really weird.)

In essence what I’m saying is _I’m sorry._ I will write again I swear, but right now nothing is working quite right and posting is a little more difficult than usual. I will be back to usual soon, _I hope,_ but until then, please forgive my sporadic behavior.