red lines, chalk lines and blood lines

Some mornings feel like a million bucks while others feel as if a million years had raked me over with vengeance. Today, was a confusing blend of the two that aided in "The Balance".

I've been writing with this red pencil all morning. I haven't a clue how it ended up on my desk. Those are not my teeth marks. I gave it up and it is currently residing behind the new guy's ear. He doesn't seem to care that it has been in someone's mouth. I think that would make a great Dilbert cartoon.

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