was it?

Did the vast mail drop predict what was to come? Was it a good day after all? Did the fact that one of the books in the mail was the wrong translation have any ripple effect? There's still a half hour before the clock strikes midnight, and though it's not over till it's over, I think it's fairly safe to make an assessment on the day now. On a scale of one to ten, I'd say it was a solid 5 and a half. Maybe a 6. On the plus side, Inca loves me, Kat and I ate some good soup together, I dropped off work for a show and didn't have to hang it, I organized my backpack, and I started a long overdue project. But do you want to hear the negatives? I don't want to be a downer, but if you're still reading that means you're looking for them. Well... Inca is not my dog and she's still not a lab or a ridgeback, the soup cost over $10 with tip, the work I dropped off is ok but I have mixed feeling about it, and I'm not sure how this long overdue project is going to pan out. I feel funny about it. And then in general terms, I'm a little chilly, I miss my friend Catalina, and my landlord is raising the rent by $20. It could definetely be worse. All in all, I have it better than most. Still about a 6 though.