That's how I feel right now. Work is hell, having to try to band-aid and duct-tape things that should have never been written the way they were, having to work at home because I'm in a bind, arguing over semantics because the users don't understand what they're asking for, etc.

Then, a dearth of blogging because, well, I've not been that inspired lately. November 3rd can't come fast enough, and even then I fear a 89% to 11% victory won't even be good enough for people. I'm tired of the political ads on the radio and TV. A note to any radio station managers reading this, everyone I know including myself says they turn the channel when a political ad comes on.

I'd make fun of the John Edwards preening session, but that one takes care of itself.

I really wanted to go to the gun range tonight and not only shoot my Dan Wesson .357 Magnum, but also try to take pictures as well. But alas, no one is available to go with me and I'm just not fast enough to shoot and run over to the camera to push the button. Unless someone drops off a sound trigger on my doorstep by the time I get home, I'm just going to have to wait.

Time for some catblogging to cheer me up...