Some good painting done in the wee hours. Unlike last night, I knew enough to stop myself when things started going off.
Talked to Ma about the check from Big Bro S. Some very sane advice, which I intend to follow.
Couple of cartoons. Thinking about Maya, versus what I have with Flash. Let's see what Lynda has to say about that.
Later: tried a different kind of alcohol last night, and paid for it this morning. Sick out of pretty much every orifice. Won't get fooled again, though I wish I could stretch that to won't get drunk again.
Did fifty laps in the pool, and then ran some errands. I wish I could find a pair of swimming goggles that work for me, but the clerks in Dicks were too busy talking about how awesome their weekend was going to be to offer any help.
Still don't feel all that hot. I think today is pretty much done anyway. See you tomorrow.
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