Yes, Helena's chess set has been restored to its regular spot. And the racks aren't quite as bare as the picture indicated: Carroll had merely taken off most of the bottles for purposes unknown. (They were sitting with the other spirits in my bedroom, as if I was an uncontrollable lush.) Like the Rashid love, they were returned to the racks. I still plan on purchasing some more to boost up the levels this evening, but it's difficult to get motivated to go to best cellars when one doesn't have a particular reason to party, or the weather is rainy and cold. For some reason I associate wine with summer. Perhaps too many delightfully sticky screen on the greens have fused a taste in my mind of mall mischief. Of course, when one needs to party, it's too late to go get stuff, hence a catch-22. So I think I'll buzz by the spot after dinner. My card only has three stamps on it anyway, so I need to fill it up and score a free reward.

The price for the small pix is between one and two benjamins. The chili peppers is two even, I believe. Other 'werkzians are welcome to inquire.

So I'm outside the 7-11 last night, scoring a drink after a long night of work. There's a guy outside who looks like he wants some money, but he doesn't say anything, and as I approach the door from the east, a woman approaches from the other side. I hold the door for her, and then enter. She says thanks...which is nice, considering most of the time people either try the awkward "I'll barely touch the door and pretend to ignore you're holding it" or the "I'll barely touch the door and merely monosyllabicly grunt" technique. I pick up my drink and move to the counter.

The guy outside then comes in and announces to the entire 7-11, "I had heard chivalry was dead...but it's not, and you are the man. I salute you." I say thanks and he walks outside. Weird. He then asks me for money when I get outside, and all I can tell him is I just have credit. I would've given him some money, too, which made it annoying that it sounded like I was being a jerk. Chivalry and kindness shouldn't be exclusive.

Time to get out of the office. For the first time in a week (6 days!) I'm not going to come back here later this evening to do more computer work. I'm so thankful. Computers suck. Trust me.