Put that on your compile floppy and smoke it bitch.

This is all that can be said about the many bugs that infect my life these days. They all form a three pronged attack that I'll likely not outlive. I think now I will outline the extent of the pain they inflict.

The worst of these is the cockroach that would wander around my desk. He's very frightening and been living w/o any discernable food or water supply. A former coworker came by for lunch and killed it for me. I still don't have a clue how something so frightening can exist. I fear this most formidable enemy has me at a disadvantage. For it is I who invades his home and who knows how many followers are in hiding.

kNat is my arch-nemesis. She has beady eyes and a triple-forked tongue. Her wraith is a passive type that mere taxes the time and thoughts of those around me. For it is I who should rule supreme, but no one up her bedazzlement seem to realize the truth of this.

Software bugs, boogz, and difficulties are creeping up all around me. I found myself in a new line of work within the last days of a year long project. I find a new instability under each layer of indirection. I’ve injected a few really good ones myself to keep me in work throughout May, but it is my hope that they’ll subside by June to allow for much travel.