Aside from that, made the grocery run last night, crashed, and slept in until noon today. Breakfast and internet spaceships followed; spent the afternoon mining and shooting the occasional rat with my fellow wombat from Calgary, who's been in Italy the last week or so and is trying to get back into the swing of things. Time to get more stuff done, though; there's an immense pile of laundry that needs washing. It being Sunday night, that means a trip to the laundromat. This time I'm going to bring the TX and headphones; I am not in the mood for sappy romantic music this evening.
Currently reading: Alexis Gilliland, The End of the Empire