Oh bountiful heavens, Whitenoisers, we've made it to Thursday. Which is good because my Wednesday kinda suuuucked. I mean, sometimes all the needy people have a meeting and set up a webcam by the front desk and watch to see the best time to call in all at once and ask me things I couldn't possibly answer while refusing to allow me to tend to their co-conspirators calling in on the other lines to do the very same thing. Then a faction of on-the-ground operatives comes to my desk to try to get my attention while I am very obviously juggling helpless jokers as it is. I just want those people to know, I'M ONTO YOU DAMMIT. And also STAHP. Dang.

Anyways, as I was saying, Thursday. Friday's Friday, at least. What's going on at the downhill slope, all? Is it a nice if bumpy sledding expedition or are you caught in an avalanche?