Kind: Notes

I think it’s time for dinner.

Just heard something crack outside. And I think it’s raining again.

Tired of the noaa channel. Changing.

Getting hungry.

Is that wind or rain outside?

And here comes the wind.

Riding out Tropical Storm Hannah.

Craving chocolate.

Making dinner.

And we begin counting down the seconds till the workweek ends.

Need a beer and it’s not even 2.

Lunch made, breakfast eaten. Ready for the workday.

Awake, hoping to go back to sleep.

Time to finish up the work day. Only two and a half hours to go.

Spam Assassin still not catching all. Will need to tweak.

Spam Assassin configured. Let’s see if that cuts down on the spam.

83 outside, but still feels nice. Humidity must be down.

Reading, having breakfast.

Still sick, air conditioner dripping again. Meh.

Keys found.