dawn of the "groundhog" day

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, it is 5:45am and MrGrumpy's iPod alarm goes off, he is getting that Groundhog feeling.
Every morning exactly the same routine, almost down to stopping at the same traffic signals and seeing the same cars on the freeway.
As with the movie, the days are different, but then the evenings back to groundhog. Same naff TV,  nuke cheap food, drink a beer, call LittleMissNaughty, sleep then beep, beep, beep, the cycle restarts.

MrGrumpy put off the visit to the zombie ridden store, unfortunately he is now out of cereal so will have to go soon. Maybe he should go an find a old vinyl LP collection to defend himself with.

Technology decided to bite MrGrumpy today, the MrRebootOrReinstall dept insists that passwords are changed every three months, not a problem (normally). It turns out that on the MrMacintosh email client there is no warning that the password is going to expire. Once it has expired there is no easy way (he can find) of updating the password. His final solution involved VPN dongle and secure web access to update his password (which can't be done on the corporate network) before then being able to enter the new password into the email client...

Oh No, MrGrumpy has started to personalise his cube, he really is getting into the CubeFarming culture.
On the way home he spotted (not easy to miss) a little 4x4, this one he had not seen everyday before. Maybe personalising his cube is the beginning of breaking the Groundhog curse.

Tonight he was going to go to the zombie ridden store, but as he left his antiZombie bags at home he decided to put it off for another day (and he was all out of vinyl and cricket bats, nothing to protect himself with).