I'm so glad I have internet back at home. The setup tool they gave me was evil. I eventually did it manually and then discovered I didn't have the password. And couldn't reset it because I didn't know the answer to the security question because it was my roommate's thing. So I had to call the roommate in Hawaii and hope he wasn't on the beach. He was, but he was answering his phone and was able to write down the info he needed in the sand with his toes while we were talking.

Car: obtained. I hope it will last out a trip to the Great State of Iowa. Mechanic said it should be fine, but time will tell. Frig, when will I have time to go and get title and registration stuff?

I'm a nervous wreck. Perhaps "existential wreck" is a better term. I'm lost in the cosmos. Everything I do is wrong. And I'm sore all over. Well, around the hips. Muscles, not joints.

Last night was not a dark and stormy night: I don't drink while I'm a wreck. Well, I might have a drink. I won't be drinking much for a while. It's all well and good to drink when jolly, but when you're on an existential quest for truth and such, you have to watch yourself, and if you can't, you need to go to AA, SA, NA, OA, or whatever it is you need. At least, that's what I say.