Yesterday was an emotionally stressful day; I made mistakes, and will have to abide by the fallout therefrom. Some good: got to see Helen, Melanie, and Mike (who's cut his hair), and watch them interact fairly peacefully. (Mel got a writeup on her first day of work, and is livid -- and she gets rather vocal and articulate when she's annoyed.) Have concluded that Kettle Corn (tm), with its odd mixture of salt and sucralose, is too weird for me.

Then home late, exhausted, and indecisive, to have Soren take me out to dinner and bring me home; but a restless night of insomnia, achy joints, and exhaustion now, and a full day of work ahead of me. On the other hand, El Queso Grande and the Immediate Overbosses will be out of the office from mid-afternoon till Monday, so it will be quiet on the western wall after 2pm. Must count blessings.

(Still not king.)