Looks like I am in the market for a new real estate guy. Dave was supposed to call me about seeing some condos yesterday, and he never called, never emailed. Guess I am not willing to spend enough to be attractive to him. Still, ain't that just like a man. Promise to call and then never follow through.

So I am kind of back to square one. Unfortunately, Dave proved one of my fears that I'd pick an agent who wasn't the level.

Erika is visiting me this weekend, and I am going to be too busy to be making phone calls to realtors. II'l recommence on Monday. Erika's birthday isn't until the 31st, but we're celebrating it anyhow.

Back at work today, it appears that Hell did begin to chill. No, I'm not a big, important cog in this big old wheel, it is just that nobody is willing to do my stuff while I'm out. I am going to try to let this go to my head anyway. I'd like to feel important.

Today is Blamb's birthday. Go visit his site and wish him something nice.