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Purple's lunch call has gone out of sync with his old group's lunch schedule. This occasioned a bit of hilarity when Lennon Glasses Guy said an apparently-sincere thank-you to Purple for making the lunch call -- except that the old group was just finishing up as he and I were just sitting down.

We both got the grill special, which was a very sauce-covered sandwich. I had mine wrapped in a napkin. His dripped sauce all over his plate. Hilarity ensued.

The replacement headset arrived. This was good.

My Overlady made delicious cookies. They were shortbread and preserves and very good. I gave one of mine to Purple, who went into raptures. Apparently jam is good and baked jam is better.

I forgot caffeine, and was exhausted until I remembered it.

I forgot my headset at my desk. I realized in the parking lot. We turned around so I could get it. Purple teased me about it. Purple and I talked cats. Gabrielle became Hellion; Shammash became Mosh.

Tomorrow:

* There's some stuff in the fridge.
* Flu shot early.