Work was reasonable, other than the things I started waving around brickbats for. (Those were not reasonable. I reacted reasonably, that is to say, with stunningly bad reviews of these stunningly idiotic stunts.) Everyone got out at 1. I wound up being done at 1:15 and getting out of there, finally, at 1:30.

I called Darkside somewhat later. We only talked for a minute or two. His project of the day: cleaning his room. He found the cord that goes to the half-functional NIC that came with Tigereye. I didn't inquire about the car.

Just talking with him makes my day improve by leaps and bounds.

V is on the road and happy. She was touched that I'd call to check up on her. She did another journaling class yesterday, and included my little handout on the topic of blogging. It seems that blogging is an enormously popular topic in the journal-writing class. Who would have thought? ;-P