Well, I put in almost five hours on one project, and will put in some time on the other before going to bed. Not exactly the way I wanted to start the week, but the funny thing about the past is it’s done and that’s that.

(Actually, people change the past all the time, but that’s for another post.)

I made it to fencing at the Cincinnati Fencing Club, in preparation for a tournament this weekend. I fenced pretty well, though feel I got lucky several times.

My cold kept me awake, and then kept me asleep, and at one point I’m pretty sure the snot was suffocating me, as if I’d inhaled mashed worms. Now I’m taking some cold medicine that apparently treats all my symptoms, and will guarantee me hundreds of offspring and a guest appearance on Heroes.

Andy Erickson posted a response to yesterday’s entry. You might read his love list to his wife. I think doing things like this is great, whether public or private depending on what your partner prefers.

Firefly quote of the day:

Zo�: You sanguine about the kinda reception we’re apt to receive on an Alliance ship, Captain? Mal: Absolutely. What’s “sanguine” mean? Zo�: Sanguine. Hopeful. Plus, point of interest, it also means “bloody”. Mal: Well, that pretty much covers all the options, don’t it?