For a laugh, see the comment on this post where someone wonders what people do if they don't work 80 hours a week. "Watch random network TV??" Hahahaha.

I had a salad for lunch.

Me, too!

For a laugh, see the comment on this post where someone wonders what people do if they don't work 80 hours a week. "Watch random network TV??" Hahahaha.

Even when I do work a 40 hour week, I don't have time for random TV.

This last Sunday I installed a printer at my wife's office and fixed a cloud synchronization problem on her computer, went to the hardware store, went to the grocery store, painted a cabinet I made, did some cleaning, did two loads of dishes, did laundry, mowed our half-acre yard, took my son out practice driving a manual, cooked dinner, exercised, and did some bill paying.

I also upgraded our wireless management software, created an account on our home server for my son, installed a web server and nodejs so he could use it for some web development.

My vitamin D is low, better since I've been taking 1000 mg but still not where my med manager wants it. I'm supposed to switch to a more "bio-available" version (actually more for the B vitamins, I think, but I'm supposed to get the type with D which is cheaper and non-prescription where the kind without but with iron and...something else you need a scrip). I should call about that again. That's possibly who called me at 5:30 this morning, the company I'm supposed to get this stuff from.

But we can't post inline GIFs because WE OLD.

I took a screen shot of the archives, before I realized I couldn't post it here and wouldn't post it anywhere else.

I don't know when I delurked. I am guessing it was in a Buffy thread. I'm pretty sure I delurked at World Xing, but then lurked again, and finally posted here (with a different account, and just Cindy as my username).

A sports journalist on Twitter retweeted a photo that isn't exactly graphic, but is really terrible, and I did not appreciate that. I hope everyone who needs to avoid remembrances can do so.

I feel like we're (as a country) not quite sure where the line is between wallowing and solemn remembrance.

The shared grief is a powerful force. I was only 9 when President Kennedy was shot and remember it vividly. Hoping to live the rest of my days without another day when the whole country grieves together.

I should be packing. I did laundry yesterday so I am almost done really. I'm an absurdly light packer. For a week out and about I will wear the shoes on my feet and won't bother to pack others. Only bringing an under the seat sized bag.

Anxiety levels have been slowly creeping up throughout the day. Hopefully I'll be able to vent tonight in therapy.

I wish you good venting, Tom.

Lunch was not ravioli with asparagus, it was spinach and artichoke ravioli. My mistake.