Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Lord, why hast thou forsaken me?

We discovered this morning that if you knock over PJ's alarm clock while it's beeping, it increases the volume and speed at which it's issuing its dulcet tones. And when I say this morning, I mean 5.44 -- when PJ had to get up to take a call with the Far East.

It's probably just as well he's going to London for a few days; I'll be in a foul, sleep-deprived mood this evening.

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