I am really hoping this cold goes away soon. It's been stalking me all week, and finally got bad. I'm sneezing and dripping and groggy and all-around gross. I wish I could stay home from work tomorrow, but alas. I'll just go to bed early and hope for the best. I've got better things to do than be sick. Like finding one of the really old violin stores downtown and hunting for a pitch pipe (in theory this should work because mandolins are tuned the same as violins, and old stores are more likely to carry something as archaic as a pitch pipe). I have one pinned on my iPod now. (I am really enjoying having a functional calendar and mostly-functional map handy.)
I'm getting really worried about my mail lately, though. It's been four days since anything has been in my mailbox, and yesterday all the flyers we usually have stuffed into our boxes were in a pile in the corner of the foyer. I am really hoping that it's just been a dry spell, and our mailperson hasn't just taken a sudden turn towards apathy, because I'm expecting some things still (as a matter of fact, there's one thing that's approximately four days late now). Not counting the bills I'd really like to receive on time so my credit doesn't get ruined any further. It's always something, isn't it?
I've been pleasantly surprised to find how small things get when they're encoded down to iPod size. And, as such, I now have all the episodes of Honey and Clover I didn't finish, and part of Gurren Lagan on my iPod. And some select episodes of Doctor Who. Soon, there will be select episodes of Life on Mars, and my iPod will be nearly full, but happy. I hope. I'm also wondering when my laptop is going to collapse from all the encoding I've been making it do. I'd better not break it, too.