Eight Before Noughth

A very chilly morning run (5°), Morning Office, Morning Mass, hot breakfast, then banging away at James and miracles. Or, more to the point, a gallant attempt at a writing session; I went in to my study, and spent a couple of hours waiting through system updates, application updates, moving furniture to prepare for ventilation, moving books to make room for the moved furniture, and so on. By the time I had gotten things into shape, it was time for me to connect for a three-hour information session with the Senior Tutor. That session ended in part because Margaret blessedly made enough noise with dinner prep. We dined on pasta and tomato sauce, with a new brand of faux-meatballs. Last episode of this series of Baron Noir, a couple of Cats Does Countdown, and the end of a full day.

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