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March P&R is history, thank goodness. And it didn't take two hours to discuss six cases in the afternoon session, so I got to go home at the usual time. (They really need to run the 65 bus every 15 minutes between 4:45 and 6:00, but that's another rant.) I got Purred At when I got home, and that was good too.

I didn't realize that the clocks change on Sunday. That was quick. But I am not complaining; more daylight is good. It's easier to do things after work when it isn't going to be dark before I get home.

It's not exactly Murphy's Law, but it's a conveniently inconvenient rule anyway: the worse a medicine tastes, the longer you can't drink anything after you take it. Peridex isn't truly awful, but it tastes exactly like what it is, to wit, medicated mouthwash. And I can't drink anything for an hour after I use it. (The bottle says drinking anything immediately after use will make it taste worse. I haven't tested that.)

It feels like Friday, but apparently it isn't. Tomorrow could be Friday, though; I've needed a day off for a while now.