Today I found a monitor. Now all I need is a cord to plug it into the wall, and I'll have a whole computer...it's kind of like a puzzle, except I am much more excited about the end result than about the process. (Or am I?)
I'm rereading one of my favorite books. It's making me really happy. And it's been long enough so that I don't quite remember what happens, so it is still interesting.
I left the ship after 2 weeks. It feels weird - that is the only job I have ever quit because I didn't like it (usually I have to move, or I get a better offer or something). I have been in South Portland for about 25 hours, I am still pretty short on sleep, and every time I do sleep, I dream about work. It's gonna take a while to get over.