It's July already? Wow. I've been a busy bug as of late. I started running again. I'm trying to get up to 5k by the end of the month. I want to run a marathon (26k) by the end of this year. My goal is September.

"This is a...fuck!"

It's difficult. My legs are tired. I can sprint a mile and jog two at the moment. By the end of next week I hope to be able to jog four miles and sprint for two. So far, everyone thinks I'm insane.

"How dare you judge me? Look at you. You're just some penny-stealing... criminal... man."

"Well that may be, but at least I never slept with Lumbergh."

I'm still trudging along at work. The printer jams even if there isn't any paper in it. My monitor blew up and, for some half-asleep insane reason, I wasn't paying attention and sat a magnet on top of my CPU the other day while I was reorganizing the desk. I'm pretty sure that's a sign that I need to drink some coffee before sitting down at that desk in the morning.

If we get caught, we're not going to white-collar resort prison. No, no, no. We're going to federal POUND ME IN THE ASS prison."

Ugh. What a month already. At least I got a 4.0 last semester. Hurrah and etc, etc, etc with the cheering and the flag waving. ^_~

Art? Doodles? I have absolutely nothing. I'll scan in an image I did of my dog from April when I get the chance. I've been up to my eyeballs with exams, work deadlines, personal drama and the rest. I haven't even (gasp) gone to see Super-man yet. I know, I know. It's a tragedy. And I call myself a fan of comics.

"Looks like you've been missing a lot of work lately."

"Well, I wouldn't exactly say I've been *missing* it, Bob."