My Incredibly Unremarkable Life

And cross fingers.

So far, so good.

Not only that, I'm not being asked for a password by Journalscape.

(That was probably the wrong thing to say, and tomorrow I will no doubt be besieged by requests for great-grandmother's maiden name, and the street address where I was born.)

Or something equally obtuse.

Today was Back To Work day, and I got a lot done.

Traffic was okay--no big slowdowns or pile-ups. And I got a good parking spot.

The drive home was equally uneventful. That's the kind of commute you hope for.

I got several more inventory lists rough-drafted, so I can type them up at home.

How's that for an IUD!

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2012-03-27 6:47 PM Knock Wood Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (4) Share on Facebook	And cross fingers. So far, so good. Not only that, I'm not being asked for a password by Journalscape. (That was probably the wrong thing to say, and tomorrow I will no doubt be besieged by requests for great-grandmother's maiden name, and the street address where I was born.) Or something equally obtuse. Today was Back To Work day, and I got a lot done. Traffic was okay--no big slowdowns or pile-ups. And I got a good parking spot. The drive home was equally uneventful. That's the kind of commute you hope for. I got several more inventory lists rough-drafted, so I can type them up at home. How's that for an IUD! Read/Post Comments (4) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top
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