Well, I'm back at work. Four-day weekends never last anywhere near as long as they used to.

Came in this morning to a stack of papers on my desk, which drives me nuts. I'm pretty anal-retentive when it comes to my office, and I like to keep it as clutter-free as humanly possible. If there's too much junk lying around, it distracts me to the point of not being able to do anything mildly contructive until it's cleaned up. From what I can gather, my boss came in over the weekend and found a bunch of stuff crammed under our front door, and gave it to people to handle (since she's not in the office today).

Not a whole hell of a lot else happening today, aside from work, work and more work. And it's not like I can space this out into next week, since Jen and I are flying out to Illinois on Saturday to visit her mom, and won't be coming back until the following Sunday.

Well, back to the grind... these numbers ain't computing themselves.