After the A-hole Guy incident, I left a phone message for the owner, whom I have never called before. He left me a message today, welcoming a discussion. Today's CFS was too bad, so I just left a message telling him I would either call him tomorrow or send him a note. I guess I'll post a copy of the inevitable letter.
It has been raining today, and the weekend begins. I like that because people forget about me and I can relax, possibly. But nothing will change the impending deadline, so I can only work work work whenever I am not sick sick sick. I am so tired. Goodnight.