Comfort and joy

Well, it's certainly a beautiful day.

The sun is shining, the flowers are in bloom and birds are tweeting. I've just set a new record of 5.9km in twenty minutes of free jogging on Wii Fit, and I'm enjoying a nice cup of coffee with the patio doors open to allow a pleasant breeze to blow through the house. Lovely.

Work has been, well, work as usual. Wednesday night they sent me through an urgent batch of invoices to process through the system, and then decided on Thursday morning that one of them should have been a credit note and could I redo them? Hmmmm. One of the disadvantages of working from home is that different people have no idea of what other things you happen to be doing at any particular time and send through big chunks of stuff to do, regardless. It's very easy to start doing something at 9 in the morning and then chunter through everything that comes into the email inbox before looking at the clock and realising that it's lunchtime and you haven't even had a cup of coffee yet.

In other news, I made the mistake of commenting on Ray Comfort's blog again. It's a bit like picking a scab though - you know you shouldn't do it but there's a certain perverse satisfaction in it and you just end up feeling sore afterwards. He really does post the most outrageous lies about evolution (a fairy tale for grown ups), abortion (killing children is murder, unless god does it in which case it's just part of some ineffable purpose) and atheism (there's no such thing, apparently). Some of the christian posters on there are quite seriously disturbed as well - supposedly we're part of a vast atheist conspiracy to discourage and the Department of Homeland Security have us on some sort of watch list. If they weren't deadly serious, it would be funny. Oh, and Ray let slip that he is a friend of the famously loopy Jack Chick, which explains a lot ... :-)

Right, I'm going to get a shower and head off to Liberty City to drive around in an open top sports car listening to jazz radio.