Section 5 Entry 0001. Date: 2003 December 01 Monday.
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I haven't blogged for the longest time. Not since September, in fact. The reason for this gap, of course, is the vomit floods. But everything's been blogging about the vomit floods, and I don't really have anything to add. Except this:-

What I really hate is when the old timers do their "Oh, this is nothing, you should've been back here in the old days" routine. Back then, it was lava floods.

Anyway, the mess is more or less cleaned up, and we're back to the old office routine, with Rumsfeld giggling away in the next cubicle as usual (or, depending on his mood, weeping inconsolably, or even screaming) and the deadlines constantly needling us and the endlessness of work stretching away from here to eternity.

Well ... now that I've caught my breath, so to speak, I think it's about time to blog about why I'm in Hell. It's supposed to be therapeutic to write about these things rather than keeping them locked inside you.

But that will have to be tomorrow, because the alarm bell has just started ringing: our nearest deadline has suddenly been truncated by eight hours, just when I thought we were getting on top of things, and if we're going to get the current work step done in time to meet the new deadline then we'll be bleeding at the fingernails by the time we're finished.