One of my former co-workers, who left to take a job across the street in another division of the Evil Banking Neighbor, is seeing the oncologists today to see whether or not she has inflammatory breast cancer. If it is, I hope she's caught it early enough; if it isn't, hopefully it's nothing serious and can be whupped quickly. It's not what she needs to be dealing with on top of all the other crap in her life.
Third installment from the Cardboard Box Fund arrived today; checks went out and the 4GB SD card was ordered from Newegg. I was briefly tempted by this offer but I could be waiting a while for that rebate...and I'd still be 3GB short. I expect to have the new card and associated USB read/write gizmo by Monday at the latest, and then I'll be able to pack the rest of my music along. Well, after I get done re-ripping the songs that I saved as WMAs on Cowzilla, anyway.
Today's Megatokyo was particularly moving. Poor little robot girl - smart enough to successfully mimic joseikousei, but not equipped with the diagnostics that would tell her what's broken. Of course, as Nanasawa observes, people aren't either.