There is now enough chocolate at the office to paper my wall with. Mmm… edible walls.
I am so looking forward to five days off I can’t tell you. Except that I’m getting all scratchy and coughy and thinking I’m about to get sick.
Goldman Sachs shorted their bad mortgage loan paper. I love how that works. Let’s take a debt instrument that nobody understands and make book on how far it can fall? The whole house of cards is about to come riffling down at high speed… just like I’ve been warning about for years; it’s just that it’s closer than it was in 2004.
I can’t talk about work. I’ll talk about underwear instead….. my daughter gave me really cute underwear for Christmas. Or if I talk about work, how about peripherally?
Dave DeR gave me the Onion Atlas for Xmas. It’s very funny. Yes, I opened it early! I open every Christmas present I get when I get it. This crap about waiting just means that the garbage gets loaded into one week, I prefer to spread the Christmas debris over a couple of garbage cycles.
Bitter? Not at all. I’ve just gone back to my normal state, which is grumpy.
