- Wake up at 6:20

- Shit, shower, shave

- Breakfast

- Catch 7:28 bus for work

- Arrive 7:45

- Morning exercises/brainwashing ceremony at 8:00

- Work

- Walk home from work (maybe 45 mins.; will time today)

First day thoughts: Morning exercise routine is for the birds. Everybody stands facing my side of the room, so I have a sinking feeling that everyone is staring at my ass when I bend over. This is not conducive to a pre-lunch bowel movement, and I like to stay regular. Plus, brainwashing exercises are not as interesting, even from a cultural viewpoint, as I once thought. I do not want to go back to drinking coffee on a regular basis. Caffeine baaaaaaaad. How the fuck to stay awake? Maybe I should cut ventilation holes in my skull to keep the circulation going.

Oh god I hate morning people. Yuck. Master J says YUCK.

The past few days have been spent in business meetings and on buses. I've spent like ten hours on buses in the last three days. Buses beget buses. Go figure. I'm so wacked I couldn't remember if BUSES was spelled BUSSES, BUSES, or BUSSESS, so I chose the middle one. When in doubt, straddle the fence (and hope it ain't barbed wire). Must unplug. Must unwind.

But first, must go back to the office and fill out expense reports. By bus.

Ugh.

Did you know that FedEx actually has FOUR official FedEx Box sizes?

Small, Medium, Large, and unmarked. The unmarked size is larger than all the others... and the very existence of an unmarked box size annoys the shit out of me for some reason. Logically, it should be Extra Large or X-Large or oh!oh!oh! I know!... FedEx Large!

Fucking office work marginalizing my Medulla again. Tomorrow I might report on the danger of paper cuts in the workplace and the Japanese solution of thick orange condoms for your fingertips.