I was at work until nearly ten last night working out the plan for how the world will run for the next several months.  Then today when I come in I find out that the monkey boys in our IT department have fucked up the database.  Now I have to go back and re-set oil prices, civil unrest in Africa, re-schedule the release of 8 new computer viruses, and figure out what the hell I’m going to do about Tom and Katy’s next baby and if I can still pull off convincing him to let her raise it Catholic.  Which is a real bummer considering today was blocked off to create a new Social Security scare and writing the plot for Borat II the sequel.

The "Automatic Chaos" button on the database isn’t going to get fixed anytime today.  Looks like I’ve actually got to get to work hand jamming this crap.  Days like this make me wish I was an accountant.  No shit.  It is that bad.