Here at work and freezing my butt off. This is colder than Saturday night in the freakin’ tent. I’m wearing a T-shirt, long-sleeve cotton dress shirt, and an X-large Champion sweatshirt and I’m cold. My feet are freezing. The heat at the house came right up this morning, the first I’ve had to turn it on this year.

Camping was cool this weekend, besides having it rain on us for most of Saturday. I should have some pictures to post if/when i get the film developed (probably this week.) Sophie is in town this week and my house is a dump, and I also have to go pick up the Tortoise tonight, so it’s a good thing we got 12 hours of sleep last night. I’m feeling like I’m not going to have enough time to get everything done.

We spent a weekend with Pete, curator of the Squished Penny Museum in DC. He’s a real funny, interesting guy, and he does a mean Worcester accent. Don’t fuget to putcher beahs in tha crispa drowa.

FuckedCompany says that Accenture is laying off 7,000. I hope JP is OK and that he’s able to jump before the axe falls.