It's raining; it's pouring

Good morning.

It's pretty dreary outside. It's cold and raining and dark. I was feeling kind of crappy walking to work this morning and then I saw a cardboard box for a flatscreen tv on the steps of a nearby church. A homeless man was sleeping underneath it. I have no right to feel crappy just because there's a little rain outside.

So I am now sitting at my desk in my office. I cannot do any work right now because there are "network issues." I am on my third cup of coffee and have the beginning symtoms of caffine overload. It starts with the hand shakes, then proceeds to the jumpiness.

I think I'll go talk to Amy for a while. Later.