I love the weather. The air is chill, the leaves are starting to turn, the sky is muted gray, the wind is feeling its new strength.
Invited three friends from work over for pizza Saturday night. I like cooking, and pizza is impossible to screw up.
I have all the code for the next phase of cvs2svn in my head, I just need some uninterrupted keyboard time to let it out.
I am called. I will not be chosen.
Meanwhile, back at the old job, my cow-orkers are being ever so friendly. (Note pizza above.) If they'd done that in July, I wouldn't have resigned.