dissonant convergence

Tuesday: Woke around 10. MB was in the office, and I didn't disturb her. Shower, then down basement. Afterwards, made an appointment with the vet for Gus, who is looking rather sickly these days. An icy drizzle falling, I drove across town to work.

Brief day at the office today. I was hunting a bug, and first thought it was not in my domain, then thought it was, then proved it wasn't. That was pretty much my day. Oh, one other thing: Had a long discussion with RT, where he used the same phrase to describe the situation in the office, that I did in my diary yesterday: "It's not healthy."

Drove over to KKC for yoga. Tsunma-la button-holed me, and gave me a project related to an upcoming trip of Geshe-la's to Mexico. Then yoga. Seemed particularly strenuous tonight. Perhaps Wendy is serving us double since we are only meeting every other week these days. Chatting afterwards with her and Wnd. Then, out for a late dinner with Wnd at a local Italian chain. Talking about her ailing laptop. She's been going through rather a lot lately, taking care of her mom after her father's passing, and trying to help her friend who is suffering from mental and emotional disturbances.

On the national front, today seemed like some sort of convergence point: Coretta Scott King died, Judge Burrito was sworn in, Chimpy Flight Suit gave the State of the Dis-Union screed, and Alan Greenspan served his last day as Fed chair.

"The forms are all there, all untouched, all reassuring, the houses, the shops, the jobs, the mealtimes, the visits, the concerts, the cinema, the holidays. But the spirit, which you never noticed because you made the lifelong mistake of identifying it with the forms, is changed. Now you live in a world of hate and fear, and the people who hate and fear do not even know it themselves;" (full article)

Back home, and hanging out with MB. Perhaps some guitar.