I’m in the midst of a mindless horror at work right now – weeding out two-thirds of the rows in a 2166-row Excel spreadsheet by manually comparing nine individuals columns (out of about 21). Yes, _this_ is excitement in all its raw form and power. Oh, see! I think I just had a goosebump.
So, I’m doing the only thing I _can_ do and still retain some hope of sanity – the iPod Nano is plugged into my ears while Michael Buble croons away. Yes, I know what you’re thinking, and yes, Michael Buble actually helps maintain sanity – for _some_ of us old geezers, anyway. Oh, hey, and there’s FFH. And I _know_ I’ve got some Marty O’Donnell mixed in there.
Suddenly, this project doesn’t look _quite_ so painful.