Just got back from Stockton.
Had an awesome weekend.
Once again, my work is still here when I get back. That sucks.
I realise I must be addicted to email, because as I turned on all my computers when I got back, it transpired that I had a scheduled check disk run.. it's still going.. it is causing me great pain.
While I was away I decided that I need a name for my stalker.
I decree that the stalker will hence forth be known as Frank.
What's goin' on Frank? You've had open slather for the whole weekend, and this was the best you could come up with?
I confess that a part of me is disappointed.