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Woke up, called about donating my old car.
Put on a beautiful necklace brought back for me from India.
Went to work. Wrote a letter explaining why motherboards and memory sticks can't get viruses...in French.
Made some "extra credit" work extra easy and gave it to a coworker, so he could get more of his quarterly bonus, which he'd given up on.
Thumb-twiddling and boringdom till lunch.
Got back from lunch, wonderful goodies from my German santa.
More boringdom, macht cranky.
Called hair-girl, she's able to get me in for Saturday, yay!
Gave another coworker a memento I'd saved for myself, which I thought would be more meaningful for him.
Got a call from the car guy, no car today and now it looks like probably not tomorrow but it is in the dealership now.
Forgot music, so a maddeningly silent ride home, but thankfully there was little traffic and surprisingly few shitheads in front of me.
Got home, found out stuff, feeling neglected, now in a tailspin of moping.
Off to a cello concert, hopefully it'll put me in a better mood. Well, aside from the boring bits, it certainly was a momentous day...
In the end...Whiskey does a body good.