2002-08-05 - 7:33 p.m.

This will be a week of erratic (and perhaps erotic) entries as my near-12 hour days wear me into the non-updating dust. My increase in work hours was not initially met with more in the way of whopping great piles of dosh as my citytosser bosses decided to be complete biatches. They were being worse than that, actually. They were being biaziniatches. But I whined sufficiently annoyingly to get a small payrise, and the rest I will recoup in wantonly long lunch hours and abuse of company facilities. One day is already over, and no deaths or even minor skirmishes over editorial content, though I'm sure editors need to be more lecherous and drugged up and more on the brink of a cardiac arrest than this?