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The anxious:

 

I put the iPod in the special box Apple DHL-ed, packed it as instructed, and dropped it back in a DHL box. Nothing has appeard on either the DHL tracking page or the Apple service page to inidicate that DHL got it, or that Apple has. So now I'm worried.

 

My recently ex-boss, best boss in the world, and a friend, hasn't been answering my emails or phone calls to office, cell, or home. So now I'm worried that either something very bad has happened in her life, of she's deeply angry at me for some reason I cannot imaging (I didn't leave my files in good enough order? There's something I didn't do well enough or something? This is egocentric, I realize, but what am I to think?)

 

Angsty dreams of work, sleep, not enough sleep, a waitress who malevolently ignores me, lateness and, well, angst, in the night.

 

The comforting:

 

Rain, rain, rain.

 

Kitties.

 

Corn pudding (pone, in the vernacular) that I made to take to Howard's b-day BBQ.

 

Seeing writerly and sf/f community types at the BBQ and talking writing, World Fantasy, and other related things. The drive out there, also, was nice, because Manchaca is horse country and we saw many horses, including one miniature white pony.

 

eta: got mass email from ex-boss to the effect that it was a family emergency