That was the week that was...

Pretty hectic: I blame Jess. She took 3 days off and almost killed me. Taking a leaf from Baltar's book I've been trying to conjure up a new confident/advisor/fluffbunny for when Jess is not around. Unfortunately while he has no trouble at all taking advice from the one on the left all I can muster is the one on the right: As soon as I open my mouth he pulls a gun on me and chases me around the building... Rats [Music: Stevie Vai's Flex- Able]