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Test Ride
Wednesday, January 12, 2000 I woke up this morning to reports of snow and slippery roads, especially towards the east where I work. Today is the morning to test out taking the bus to work, I decide! The bus to downtown turns up right away, but the 263 bus to the eastside pulled away from the curb as I was approaching it, peering to see what bus it was. These new contacts have not corrected my vision to my satisfaction. The ride took an hour from downtown. I rested my head against the window and let my thoughts drift. I had a nice walk at the end, up the hill to my building. Of course all the frost and ice dribbled away to nothing, but I'm glad I tested this route before I really needed it.
I called the optometrist and explained the blurriness I've been experiencing. The soonest he can re-examine me is this Friday. I decided to stay home tonight and not go dancing, even though I'm feeling better these days. I'm still not one hundred percent! I mentioned yesterday that Jack had linked an journal entry from last year in a Slashdot post he wrote about the nitrogen widget in canned Guinness stout. I was amazed by the number of hits on that page I saw in my stats today! There were about two hundred fifty, which is much more than when he linked to my work site last week. A difference of priorities for slashdot readers: beer versus investing!
Tonight was the big webloggers' chat on #BlogIRC. I had a bit of trouble connecting at first, but finally I found a server that would let me on. It was fun! About twenty five or so webloggers, chatting about this and that. I hope they'll make it a regular thing! I talked to Jack on the phone. His older daughter A----, who just got out of the treatment center at the beginning of the month, has already started not coming home at night, and the rest of that nonsense. He doesn't know where she is now, though he has his suspicions. I've started Cordelia's Honor, by Lois McMaster Bujold. I like it! It's a combined edition of two novels in her Vorkosigan series: Shards of Honor, and Barrayar. I hope to finish so I can read her latest hardback, A Civil Campaign, in time to make sense of it for a panel I'm on at Potlatch.
I'm so behind on this journal, and Jack is urging me to get caught up. "Write, so I'll know what I did last weekend!"
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