even though i'm far from the lads in toronto, i still end up communicating with my co-workers on a casual basis each day somehow. not intentionally by ringing up the long distance phonebill charges, but just through the odd email or work-related request that slips through.

that said, it's freaky how fast i can react. earlier today, a message went to our tokyo office, asking about the a squirrel that was terrorizing knutsford, england, which i found out had been solved after one of the victim's grandfather went all vigilante on the little rodent's derriere. afterwards, it was fark-time with the ubiquitous object of nut envy and the day descended the t-rope backwards.

still, i got plenty done, although i could have used a little more cowbell. aside from the corporate pleasures, i started to tweak the dirty monkey site a bit so it bailed out of the default template (at least on the index). in time, that little home on the IP range will look so shnazzy your brain will crawl out through your nostrils and try to embrace your browser, meaning you, the faithful participant, should start putting your fingers up your nose to quell the neurological flood.

speaking of flood, after five days of silence, graig exploded out of the rafters by posting like a mad idjit, leaving all his faithful shellshocked, but more so than usual. and more pretty too. yes, pretty pretty panda.