I got my shipment of fudge last night, and after some debate I decided to try the type with sugar in it. And it's too sweet. It's like solidified chocolate frosting. I think I was expecting something with a darker chocolate taste.

But that only means it will take me a longer time to eat it.

And perhaps the sugar-free one will match my tastes better.

The previous discussions about book culling have made me seriously think about going through all the book cases and getting rid of everything that isn't research or that I don't absolutely love. I might take everything to Half-Price Books, take whatever pittance they give me, and set that aside as the ebook rereading fund. If I suddenly want to reread something that I sold and the library doesn't have it, I will buy a digital copy.

Yay we are getting to leave early.

Yay? More time at home with mac.

I do have lots to cook and bake though, so I will be busy.

I might take everything to Half-Price Books, take whatever pittance they give me, and set that aside as the ebook rereading fund.

Seriously, I have so many comics (like large Rubbermaid tubs full) that I haven't even looked at since I moved in with Tim literally 7 years ago. I know Half-Price Books pays virtually nothing for comics, but I'd rather do that route than throw them in the recycle bin. Maybe they can find a home. I'd rather buy digital comics or TPBs at this point.

And Utah has no Half Price Books stores. Stupid backwards state.

I like getting money for stuff, but eBay is such a pain.

eBay is not a good option for me, because I am horrible at getting packages in the mail.

I'd rather buy digital comics or TPBs at this point.

The only reason we're picking up single issues is to support the sales numbers for specific titles. Because of course I'm going to buy the TPB of the new Edward Scissorhands comic, but I want the artist to be successful.

I keep telling myself I need to get all the digital copies of Girl Genius, but the screens I have to look at it seem awful small. Then I think of buying the dead tree versions, then I realize I'll need to do the middle-aged hold-it-out-at-arm's-length to read it thing.

Though of course I could turn a laptop sideways and get the full page . . .

Fussy fussy first world problems.

FWIW, when I went to the actual Uber Boston office, the majority of the applicants I saw were obvious minorities, but only one other woman among them.

Today was the first day that I saw another Uber car in the wild -- while stopped in traffic, I noticed the car next to me had the app open on a dashboard holder.

Knowing the streets and general geography is a definite plus -- the navigation of the app is actually pretty good, but passenger GPS is even better. Unless they have even less clue than I do (not uncommon) in which case I'm totally justified in following the meandering course.

My cubicle neighbors are haunting various electronics sites, hunting for good Black "Friday" deals. They're calling out the ones they find to each other. "But what if there's a better deal tomorrow? Or Friday?" "I don't know, dude. Do what you gotta do."