weirdSecularly, of course, it's when the budget people start running around trying to get things wrapped up and straightened out before the end of the Fiscal Year. At work, this decapitated-chicken-emulation mode has begun earlier than usual, since GAO has been leaning on people to get their act together pronto as a result of the giant budget sinkhole of the soi-disant War on Terror(tm). Things need to be classified into stone, turnips, sponges, etc. for the purposes of blood-squeezing.
The number eight has never been a friend, but never really an enemy either. Neutral, but somewhat untrustworthy, as it could go either way. This makes for a watchful month, not particularly restful. No one is ever around when you need them, and no one knows what the hell is going on. A month of pretenders and charlatans. I blame Augustus the day stealer...
