By seasonal disorders – at least not in the “normal” manner, and I don’t know if its just luck of the genetic draw or if I’m just too damned busy.

I do know I always make plans to do the sorts of things that bring me great joy, and that helps immeasurably.like last night I put together a shoestring automation package for a customer that will save them tens of thousands of dollars.I know this isn’t the sort of thing normally considered joyful but it just saturates me with glee to be able to help a customer (who is also a friend) in this manner. And the automation puts another dope smoking liberal out of a gig so there’s that.

Raindrops on roses&etc