I can't even begin to tell you how depressed I am today. I think I need prozac. So rather than think about the 800 pound gorilla of despair, I offer you this conversation between Paul and myself from today, when we should have been working but were chatting on im like 5 year old girls:

Session Start (AIM - OmniMorgan:pmillerlg): Wed Nov 03 15:37:46 2004
pmillerlg: i don't know if i told you this yesterday, but when you rearrange the letters in Morgan Lavigne you get "ravaging lemon" and when you rearrange the letters in Paul Miller you get "plural lime"
OmniMorgan: uh, how much spare time have you had lately?
pmillerlg: waayyy tooooo much
OmniMorgan: hm, well the only thing i can come up with for jeremy is 'teen oranj myst'
pmillerlg: ha ha ha
pmillerlg: that's brilliant. i was trying to come up with some orange-based jeremy name all day yesterday.
OmniMorgan: now we can be fruitpile
pmillerlg: all i got was jeremy stanton = jeremy not ants
pmillerlg: fruitpile!!!
OmniMorgan: with our hit single 'All I Eat is Candy (gimme your candy)'
pmillerlg: lol
pmillerlg: or "Make Me a Fruit Pie Baby (extra meringue mix)"
OmniMorgan: hahah  ¶ 4:26 PM