January 31 2000.
Its the end of the month as we know it and I feel fine.

One of my colleagues had fun in the newsgroups today. He replied to them all. In record time.

Reading between the lines, I think he's heading for a nervous breakdown. He's worn most of the letters off his keyboard and is laughing manically.

I was on the phones today. Boring, usual stupid complaints from people.
The only bright moment was when the supervisor tripped over knocking coffee cups flying everywhere. Hope none went on the donuts.