Such an interesting day:
Laying out a postcard for people who teach Quark for a living but can’t design worth crap. (No, I’m not much better, but at least my crap’s still warm). Having countless conversations with the contractor, the mortgage/refinancing agent, and the insurance company. The house is coming along well (knock on wood). Downloading anything and everything from Napster dated 1950 or earlier (the karaoke versions). Downloading 99 Red Balloons (the karaoke version), just for the halibut. Seething, dozing, yakking, futzing, and condescending, in equal measure.
So pedestrian.
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