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The most social thing I've done this weekend is shop for groceries this morning. Believe it or not, that was a deliberate decision: I got scared into quarantining before surgery a while back.
I'd made plans earlier to visit Tacoma Girl, but it was a relief mixed with disappointment she bailed due to stuff going on in her life. I'd bought too many chocolate-covered almonds to share – no salt, no starch, no booze, remember? – and I ate about half of them, which was still too many. I felt so oogy that I went to bed around sundown last night.
I'll say this for myself, though: over the last couple of weeks I've opened up a can of whoop-ass on a reimplementation of the Lambert House front desk database. The plan for today, while the laundry progresses, is to do a little scale testing before I talk to our board member-and-network administrator about standing it up for real.
I'd made plans earlier to visit Tacoma Girl, but it was a relief mixed with disappointment she bailed due to stuff going on in her life. I'd bought too many chocolate-covered almonds to share – no salt, no starch, no booze, remember? – and I ate about half of them, which was still too many. I felt so oogy that I went to bed around sundown last night.
I'll say this for myself, though: over the last couple of weeks I've opened up a can of whoop-ass on a reimplementation of the Lambert House front desk database. The plan for today, while the laundry progresses, is to do a little scale testing before I talk to our board member-and-network administrator about standing it up for real.
