Second try didn’t work, third try might

Yesterday I washed my hair, helped with the laundry, let the forecasting team know there’s no way we’ll have the database back up by this afternoon, organized the missing issues I generated on Saturday and dropped them on the server, then ran out of juice and watched SG-1 the rest of the day. I did ten minutes on the rowing machine while dinner cooked, and we did the crossword after lunch. I finished Deerskin, but I may go back and reread the end, since it accelerated to a stop pretty hard. Dreamt of hotels and bus systems, a complicated elevator, complicated room numbering systems that made it easy to get lost and even the computer couldn’t give us a straight answer on what our room number was and how to get there. Ugh.