Acquired bus card. Got trail mix for at least a halfhearted stab at the "snacks that are not actively bad for you" concept. Realized that the action of the buses put me closer to the library than I thought I'd be. Detoured through a book store and a comic shop. Returned a brace of read library books and an unread third part of a trilogy that I don't know where the middle of is. Got stalled in the middle of a school library trip involving very many just slightly post-toddlers and very bright rainbow lanyards. Went to Willow House. I was late for the NaNoWriMo meetup, and only jetpack_monkey and an associate remained. After they left, I stayed there a little longer, scribbled some, and went back home.
I've hit a point where I'm utterly convinced that there's something more important I need to be doing. I know what that is, but I'm not sure how to go about it.