Juvenall Wilson

Ever have one of those days where you feel you’ve had your face kicked in by an army of knife wielding monkey midges lead by Verne Troyer? Yeah, well, that’s me today. Somehow, I’ve managed to get myself sick as hell with a really nasty bug (/me flashes the North American evil eye of death and dismemberment to Michelle) and now all I can think of is the sweet release of death or Robitussin (that would be easier, huh?). Making matters worse, I need to get that HTML email, the one I was bitching about yesterday, out to the some 100,000+ subscribers of the newsletter after I make a number of code and product changes. Oh, I also need to push that out solo over a remotely hosted service I’ve never used before with options and features that are undocumented. Oh, I can see the complaints and unemployment forms now.