smacka

is what i call my post when i don't know what to call it.

Lastnight, still in my funk, I had a talk with myself. Self--you are GOING to regain your energy, you are going to snap OUT of this. Seriously now! Now floss and brush. And then I opened my birth control pill pack and it occurred to me that MISSING A PILL laiden with hormones could certainly cause an inexplicable mood downturn? Hmmm? Now couldn't it?

The chief developer here is a genius. He was born and raised in China, and he's lived here for ten years. Development tasks which take an ordinary developer two days take him two hours. I wouldn't know, of course, but my boss swears it's true, and it's obvious he's damned fast. I pointed out a bug to him in the application I use to administrate user accounts to the website, and he emailed me to let me know it had been fixed (like five minutes later):

Fixed.

You always find some very interesting bugs. Carry on.