Just Watch
I still need to look for some more podcasts for my commute, because two new episodes a week isn’t going to cut it, and none of my streaming services are any good at presenting me with new music. I arrived at work just a minute early, right behind Jim and Randy. I parked inside to charge, just in case I needed to drive anywhere else in town.
It wasn’t long before I was left alone in the office. Maggie was off, and Randy left to work with Windstream or somesuch. I just sat in the dark until lunchtime. He called me for lunch, and then he and Jim came to get me to go to Cotham’s. We all had their fried chicken special, which was decent, though a little overcooked.
Charles was sitting in the dark when I got back, and I helped him re-image the two laptops he was given to deliver, since I wasn’t sure what they were named. He didn’t have a proper room number, but at least knew where they were going, which got me close enough. At some point he disappeared and Jim and Randy showed back up. We rode out the rest of the afternoon, but I didn’t leave early enough to get home before dark.
I had a ton of packages delivered, but I had to run the dogs first. They beat a 10 mile per hour average for nearly two and a half miles. They didn’t even care about stopping to dip in the creek because it was so cold. We just ran straight to see Dad, then made it home for hotdogs.
Summer was sat in front of the TV all night. I had a couple burritos, then unpacked somewhere in the teens of watchbands for the Pixel Watches. I had a couple for the old ones, and then many more for the new ones. I installed one of the two puddle lights I got for the Model Y, and then tried to get to bed. My stomach felt a little rumbly, and I slipped pretty hard on a slick spot in the bathroom, but at least I didn’t die.
I’m getting the bands back together.