It Ain't Easy Being Yellow

**UPDATE: THIS post was written after a rather sleepless night (through no one's fault but my own) and was a reflection of my state of mind having walked into an eerily quiet office at 7 am, grumpy and feeling like shit. In that situation, bits and pieces of things you never think about come into focus in ways they never would anytime else.

Lessee. Just got into the office after about 2 hours of sleep, and I just found out my name is Homer Simpson. Looking at my profile in the mirror as I was dressing for work, it didn't surprise me at all.

So now all I need is a Marge.
Homer. I never would've guessed. Always had me down for the Comic Book Guy, but I'll take what I can get.
Ciao.