Only ~5 minutes late to work - surprising, since I set my alarm for
the wrong xM last night.
Taylor ham, egg, & cheese sandwich and an overly-buttered roll from the
roach coach. Could do without the roll. Blessed with a smooth workday. Lunch with ™-, she expresses concern about her daily multiple beer consumption. A phrase from 8-10 years ago springs to mind, as spoken by my
recurring ex: "
flirting with alcoholism".
Home, I have an urge to engage in
numb idling. I am tempted to
bitch about
the droning length of some of the day logs, but I doubt it would change anything. There is
stir-fry fixins for dinner. Got my hands on a
Seagate ST3144A HDD. I'm kind of at a loss as to what to do with it - I intend to re-commission my former file server as a Linux box with this drive, but I don't feel like it now, but I hate to let
the miscellaneous bits of a handful of vague projects accumulate around my desk, but if I put the drive away somewhere, it could gather dust for months or even years,
but...