Of course, the day after the good day I got into a huge fight with Testing. Blargh. But we have only 3 quarter-hours to go before we're on goal for the month, which means 8 hours committed for every working day, including holidays. Not bad.

It's very hot again -- near 30 -- which is nice. I walked out to the mailbox around 2:30, enjoying the heat and the clean smells that come from it. Bark mulch, spicy and sharp; grass; hot concrete. The summers do pay for the winters.

Still no ocean, but I'm hoping B.C. will sink beneath the Pacific soon.