excellin'

I've been staring at an excel spreadsheet for more than the hours of a day. The show "24" based on my last day of life would be exceedingly crammed with figures. Not the figures of some ripped male or female FBI agent but that of the 00011111000010101010 variety. Maybe the similarities aren't right away, smash your face in obvious, but at least tonight in my slightly warped mind I am Jack Bauer.