Alas my loyal readers, I have been held captive by the evil Wizard of Work.
Having captured me one afternoon many moons ago, he held me hostage at my desk. Where I arranged travel to distant lands, strategized the pilot of new software tortures, slogged through the mires of email and calendaring misery only to have to repeat it day after day.
Traveling to make merry, my task masters left for climes much fairer than my cubicle environment.
Who pray tell will rescue this maiden fair from the Evil Wizard of Work?
Oh! That's right I forgot. I was under a spell. Not only do I slay dragons but I can bust through a spell in a heartbeat.
I'll rescue myself.
