I'm still LDB-free. I take pride in playing NPR when I have Uber passengers. I suppose I could set up my iPod to play classic Jazz only, just to mix it up.

I have avoided the LDB, which surprises me, because I've been in malls and supermarkets and doctors' offices and such all playing Christmas music. I was in a restaurant last night, and the servers were bitching about the Christmas music. Apparently a customer came in and said "It's December 1st! Why don't you have Christmas music playing! Where is your manager!"

I'm exhausted today--I suspect my thyroid, but it may just be expected low-level depression--but I do feel proud of my big girl panties, doctor-wise. Now I have to learn how to not yell at myself for not being farther in reclaiming the house to a level I like as well as staying on top of basic housekeeping. Homes are a lot of work, yo.

Oh, but my big brag is I just successfully navigated Kaspersky's online chat system to figure out why I couldn't activate my antivirus subscription update. Their tech was clear and prompt, and it was an easy fix--I bet he saw the subject and went "Oh. thank god, an easy one"--and I made sure to mention him by name in the follow-up survey and said he did a good job.

Other than my dad, who wrote a Christmas list with 5 things on it and 1 of those things he already owns, I think I'm done with my Christmas shopping.

Got a haircut last night. I've got about 4 bags of books to get rid of, and I'm only maybe halfway through my bookshelves. I have 3 bags of clothes I need to donate. I'm running out of room to store shit I need to get rid of, so I need to start getting the clothes and books out.

The books I want to get rid of are battered, with loose pages, or missing covers that never bothered us, and I don't think anyone really wants them. I think they're just going to have to go into the recycle bin.

I had to toss a couple that were too ragged or water damaged. I felt bad about it.

I have decided to order my dad a summer sausage & cheese box from Hickory Farms.

Dads like those. Even mine and he is a buzzkill from way back, I hate when books get damaged too.

One summer temp job I had was at a newly opened chain bookstore (Waldenbooks? B.Dalton?) which involved stocking the shelves. And ripping off covers and title pages on excess stock. Horrified me.

Made another batch of cookies, one of my standards, for the Y folk. I can knock off a batch in under an hour. And my house smells lovely, like chocolate and coffee. Partly why I do it.

Not sure how tomorrow is gonna work. Either swim first thing or leave parade early. I dislike Y weekend hours.

You know what's better than going to the movies with a friend on a rainy Saturday night? Going to the movies with a friend with a car! And using a Groupon! Excellent.

Footloose was on, and I felt the need to reacquaint myself with the legend of Kevin Bacon.