Relax, said the night man...

Today, I moved a web site into production, assisted a few clients in answering questions, and worked on policies. Today, Kelly woke up in Paris, had a chocolate-filled croissant, spent a few hours at the convention centre, scheduled her visit to the Eiffel Tower, and started making plans for spending time in London at the end of the week.

Still hate Kelly.

In other news, I'm starting to think about maybe having a post-Christmas party. There's no time no before Christmas, and I'm overdue (since we didn't have a Christmas party last year). Maybe I'll call it a Festivus party...