Friday: Woke in the basement. Slept quite well. Morning practices and drums. Upstairs, Gus, shower. Had a phone conversation with Stc, the last in a series. This one was lighter than the previous ones, with a bit of East Coast/West Coast tension evidencing itself. Pulled some stuff together and headed for work. Stopped for a coffee and a pastry. Too sweet.
In at the office, more translation from an old wing of the Mac API. Spoke briefly with Rbt about a project I'm proposing, but he largely brushed me off. MB called to say she was going out to a coffee house. Worked until around 11 PM. Drove home the short way, snowing lightly.
Microwaved burrito, quicky noodle soup and tea. MB came home, and we talked a bit. Her grandfather isn't doing so well right now. Guitar. Feeling sorta wiped out. Soon down basement.
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