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[howeird]

Hello, my name is Howard and I'm a carbonaholic.
Hello Howard
The past two nights I consumed carbonated wine beverages in an attempt to calm some anxiety and sleep better. It worked. I have been clean and sober for 24 hours.

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Actually, I wasn't drunk, just a little disassociated.

So I slept well, though it still took me a while to fall asleep, but it always does.

Was out and on the road early, for a change I phoned AG instead of the other way around. Just as I pulled into the work parking lot AT&T's local tower decided to die. The bad news is it was just before we said our goodbyes, the good news is I missed a stupid Indian recruiter call. He had also sent email. The only thing on my resume which matched was the word video. He missed the part about it requiring a bilingual English/Spanish speaker. It was the first requirement on the list.

Messaged Boss and the appropriate partner manager that I'd bricked the set top box, manager messaged right back to bring it to him in the big building and he would resurrect it. It was early enough that I could drive and park in the garage.

Also took Boss a unit I was done with, the one from Latvia. We had an informal sync as well. She said she would rattle some cages about the lack of air conditioning in the hole. Boss has lived in Cambodia, she knows I've survived worse.

Manager gave me the unit back, fixed but with an older build on it. He said the version I bricked was broken, not ready for prime time. Which is why I was testing it in the first place. But I'm okay with the solid one. Boss gave me a couple of projects.

Back in the hole, it was still pretty cool outside, the heat inside was working. It continued working as it got up to 85° outside. 83° inside. Boss added a comment to the facilities report asking for some relief, maybe a portable unit or two for me and the engineers next door. No response.

Lunch was quiet, I just missed another gaggle of sixth graders by waiting 10 minutes longer to leave my room. Swedish meatballs. Mango jelly. Famous Amos.

One of the projects required some parsing of XML files, but after way too much online research it turned out to be do-able with grep. But after two passes, it's clear that there are big gaps in the data Boss expected to find.

Break time I was starting to melt, so I stayed in the cool of the break room for half an hour. 

It looks like the rest of the week will be a cool-down.  

Home right on time. Totally forgot about Target which is good because this morning it occurred to me that Goodwill would be a better place to shop for flower vases, and I have some things to donate. Hang on while I check their hours. Sunnyvale store is open till 9. From work I should be able to be there around 6:15.

Dinner was a cold plate. Lox, HB egg, marinated olives, marinated artichoke hearts, soft sheep cheese. Cola.  Halvah for dessert. Watched the 6 o'clock news on Tivo. They were way behind on the Ariana Grande bombing. I'd been watching the story on BBC.com from work. The level of panic and lack of police/security control was appalling.

Spook is not pleased with the heat - she is spending a lot of time sprawled out on the floor. Air conditioning vents, you know. Though she slept most of the day on the guest futon, near a window with the blinds half up, on the sunny side of the house. Go figure.

Did a load of laundry, but won't start up the dryer till morning.

Now that the bee's friends are mostly gone, the front garden looks a mess. The good news is a few plants which had been smothered by them are now out and looking okay. I'll do some work this weekend.

The cuttings I did yesterday look lame, a couple of them don't look like they will make it. But online I saw that I can do rooting with roses in just about the same way, so that will be next. Roses are a lot more robust than sage.

Plans for tomorrow:
Dryer
Work
Goodwill - donations & shopping