Fry Me Two Baboons

An old boss I used to have loved playing with words and, as he was the leader of a jazz band, this is what he used to sing in place of "Fly Me To The Moon." Made me laugh.

Another day passed by in a blur of code and phone calls and E-Mails (in German and according to Duden, it is either "die E-Mail" or "das E-Mail" but regardless of the definite article, it is E-Mail). I got quite a lot done which was quite pleasing. And what was even more pleasing was how much I understood in a meeting this afternoon. I quite like it when I can see a bit of progress.

Apart from that, all I've done is heroically get out of bed. It was a superhuman effort to get out from underneath what must be the world's heaviest duvet. Most people would have been stuck under it for the entire day. Or at least until it was too late to go to work. I, however, am made of sterner stuff and was at work nice and early.

Oh, and in Katzenterror news:- it continues. It must be a ploy to get me out of the house as early as possible so they can have G to themeselves.