This is yours, this is mine

Friday: Slept in a bit. Previous plans had me feeling unsettled. Email. Shower. Downstairs, then down basement and morning practices. Drums. Called Wnd and rearranged things. Much better. Some tidying. Breakfast of eggs and such. Fed the Oscar beast. A sunny day, drove the long way around to work. Hit traffic but was able to take an exit before I came to a stop. Comm Ave to the BU Bridge to Mem Drive.
J had reported a memory leak with my new stuff, that I promptly fixed. Began some new design work. Moved my recent code back onto the "new feature" branch. Some talk with Al and B prior to their departure for the camp in CA next week. Also Dv. Stayed until around 9pm. Picked up Indian food on the way home. The situation with the environment was weighing on my mind today.
Back home, dinner with MB. She had bought some lovely little pastries when we sampled. Guitar with the two of us: Third Relation, Askesis and Eye of the Needle. Then, we played "this is yours, this is mine" with books and CDs. Now down basement on the treadmill, and to complete the day.