Well kids...it's a little late

But your ole pal D. Tsunami was required to put in a long-assed day, which wasn't exactly the greatest. After getting a 20-spot for to cover lunch and whatnots, I found I have .72 cents to carry me towards the 15th...which isn't too bad, but I've already spent most of that.

So - to begin the tale, the company I moonlight for (in order to keep the Casa out of the hands of bankrupsey lawyers) was moving. So for the last six hours I've been doing the kind of degrading things that a man of my talents and stature should have stopped doing at least eight years ago. My job? Cleaning all the leftover crap out of cubes and throwing it away.

While this is not the most glamourous of jobs, it did give me the opportunity to loot a bunch of stuff. I had been authorized by all the higher-ups, that all spare office supplies were to be thrown away - and that meant anything that was still there, was either mine, or the trash-man's. So after 15 or 20 cubes, I figued out what my home office really needed - a good stapler.

I've already got a functional stapler, but I was looking for one that really had a design that sang. passing up a number of solid but merely functional staplers, I realized, that this acquisition probably wasn't going to happen. The ones in the office just weren't cool enough to grab. Nearing the 9 o'clock mark - about the 13 hour of working - I had two cubes left to clean before I could legitimately call it a day. And in the second to last cube - JACKPOT! A dark red Swingline 747 model. I can't wait to have something to staple - I'll be happy to do it. Infact, I think I'm going to staple some things right now, that shouldn't be stapled. Maybe tomorrow, I'll look to loot a good staple remover!

Happy Friday.