Wednesday. A proper evening out hitting a couple of bars with the usual crew regurgitating the latest rumors making the rounds at the company (whine!), home by nine. Drove down to Palo Alto for the annual appointment with the cardiologist, a stress echo whatever test that dragged on into the afternoon since the doctor was 45 minutes late, everything OK (he says), the cholesterol way down below anything to be imagined, come back next year, too bad about the miserable traffic to and from the doctor's office. Such is life, up and down, in and out, half the week now in the hopper. And I'm a little spiffed. Or is that obvious?
Thursday. Long day, today, started at 6:00, ended at 6:00. Word is the company will make their announcement on the 6th of next month, two weeks from tomorrow, and, good or bad, it will be serious. Such is the nature of living in the 21st Century. Such is the nature of living, what with cardiologists, urologists and company reorganizations. The hell with it, living, with or without the medicos, is better than the alternative.
Got the shipment from Amazon today: Goodbye Tsugumi, by Banana Yoshimoto (Lucy mentions she loves Yoshimoto's Kitchen "So perfectly, explicitly Japanese"), After the Quake, Norwegian Wood and The Wind Up Bird Chronicles by Haruki Murakami, Boundaries by Maya Lin (I maintain a minor crush on Ms. Lin) and A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by Dave Eggers. We shall see. What I think I shall do is stop writing now, say goodnight and start reading.