I got a bottle of wine today at work; a Cabernet Franc. The metal recycling place we use (they pay us for our scrap, so therefore they still like us since we don’t owe them anything) brought in 4 bottles of wine for us as a Christmas gift.

My manager wore musical Christmas socks today. They have a little music box in them. Normally she has to push a button to get it going but I guess she hit one ankle against the other or something and it just started going in the middle of a conversation with me which prompted the question, ‘Is that jingle bells coming from your pants??’

It was probably the only good part of my work day.

Shawn came over after work. We talked for a while and I gave him a Ziplock bag full of Rockets since otherwise I’ll never get rid of them. I don’t care if he eats them or not – I just need to get rid of them. He can poison them and hand them out to strange women at the bar for all I care.

For dinner tonight I fried a bunch of tofu in the remains of some Diana sauce that had been sitting in our fridge at 511 Albert for months. The result was… less than what I’d hoped for.

Chapter 25/31 in Quake 4 tonight. Will I finish it tomorrow?