The best laid plans of mice and men are aft tae gang agley. Or something like that. (Don't bother correcting me; I know it's wrong, but it's close enough for my purposes.)

I was hoping that I could get our training database converted to the new release and actually get the damned thing to work, but I've just run into too many issues with the data and the programs involved, so I've finally given up for the evening. There was a substantial financial incentive to get it done, but, face it, it just wasn't in the cards. It should have been easy. Oh well.

We went out for lunch and for coffee, and I did my usual scribbling. I've actually got about 70 or so longhand pages of a story written. The fun part comes in trying to read my writing and transcribing it. Lotsa luck to me.

It's been a long day, and a long weekend, I'm tired and frustrated, and I'm going to have to face the boss tomorrow and tell him that I couldn't do it. Damn.