I wound up at Sprouts in search of lettuce. While there, I noticed a very familiar tall person with dark red hooded sweatshirt. It turned out to be none other than Problem Child, a former co-worker who was very un-suited to phone work. He evidently works there now. I said hello to him as I was leaving. I think this job will suit him much, much better than doing phone surveys. He seems happier already.
There was a LiveJournal outage for the Filetmignon cluster. I find out about these things in weird ways, actually -- when my assorted LJ friends IM me in a general panic to see if I know what's going on. That sends me first to http://status.livejournal.org, and then blipping off to the Support IRC forum (when Status says there's nothing wrong). Support was just spinning up to Full Tizzy. I discovered that I was not on Cartman, as I'd previously been, and I was now smack dab in the afflicted cluster. I called foul. One of the other Support volunteers discovered that the same had happened to them, and threw more of a whiny-fit.
It was laundry night. Yay, laundry. It was also time to fold up the The Cheat costume poncho and stuff it inside the The Cheat head. Consequently, I can see my floor. Amazing!