Thanks to a bunch of presidents having their birthdays around now, we have a 3 day weekend. 3 day weekends are perfect because you can spend one day working, one day doing errands and getting stuff done, and one day doing something fun. That's how it should be at least. It didn't quite work out that way this time. Maybe in May when the next one rolls around. This weekend I had plans to sleep and to sleep a lot (which means I was shooting for 8-9 hours every night. I think that's a very reasonable amount). It's hard to sleep when the phone rings before 9am 2 of the 3 days though. I guess that's what happens when you're 3 hours behind most of the people you know. Yes, I realize 8:30 is a very reasonable time to be awake but sometimes I don't want to be awake then. I was even promised one morning that I wouldn't be called too early. Moral of the story for the 2 people who may actually read this: 8:30 (that's pacific, *not* eastern time) on Sunday is generally too early to call me, especially if we get disconnected and you have to call back 5 times.