Oops. I came home from an evening at the theatre determined to scribble a few notes about the play that we saw, Accent on Youth, at MTC — starring the fantastic David Hyde Pierce. Whilst taking little rests from that exercise, I checked in at Facebook, &c &c. Is there anybody at Facebook older than I am? If so, I don’t want to know it — that would be even more depressing. In any case, I forgot all about my dear diary.

Considering last night’s 3 AM lights-out, I was up fairly early (9:20). I can’t tell you what I did this morning, so let’s call it fractal. I had a fractal morning. Fractal is how I always feel after a few hours with Google Reader. Eventually, I had lunch, and then I wrote drafts for two Portico pages — the minimum.

And then the fun began, except I’m being ironic; the attempt to print three checks via Intuit reminded me that the desktop computer does not like to print checks — although it will print reports. Also two of the ink cartridges had to be replaced — or so the machine told me; how’m I supposed to know for certain? The whole printer/running  back and forth the length of the apartment business lasted for just about an hour. I did not have a tantrum, because I didn’t have time for a tantrum. I wanted to clear up the paperasse, and I succeeded. It worked out well, actually. Ordinarily, when I’ve had a productive day, I wish I could just stay home and be even more productive. The printer nonsense made going out seem a godsend.

When we came home, I saw that someone was waiting for me to confirm a Facebook friendship. I did so at once, and then I gave Kathleen five guesses at who it was. “You’ll never guess” got narrowed down in ways that I can no longer recapture. I wish I could, because Kathleen guessed right the first time.

It’s raining, it’s pouring, and this old man wants to snore.

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