Date: Thu, 25 Oct 2001 15:15:41 -0400
From: Kafka Dreams <kjc@[APOCALYPSE]>
To: void
Subject: just one of those days


Ya ever have one of those days when they give you a really scummy old
keyboard to replace the one they took without asking whether you
wanted it or not and you actually need a combination of a handful of
KeyKleen swabs and maybe a dozen pre-moistened cleaning wipes to get
all the SLUDGE off the keys and out from under the keys and all in
between and suddenly you realize that you're wiping away someone
else's DNA and you look at your office and you start to think about
how much DNA you're just spewing off everywhere and YOU know where
YOU'VE been but what about where the OTHER person has been and gone
and brought back to smear on the keyboard you've inherited that you've
been cleaning off in gross little piles of hair and dust and
goo-blackened cleaning supplies and then you come-to gibbering in the
corner?

No?  

Uh, me neither.