This weekend was beautiful. I couldn't have asked for more perfect weather. Unfortunately, I spent about 12 daylight hours working on homework (still not done - I have to write one more optimization algortithm, then, most definitely done).

Apache has been limping around all weekend because her fetch instinct is more powerful than her survival instinct, so, yet again, she has "fetched" herself into a leg injury.

I have taken yet another half day off work for the neverending A/C saga. He is here right now, he was supposed to come at 8 a.m., he didn't get here until 10:30, and says that it will be at least another 2-3 hours. Anyway, he's going to figure out what its going to cost me, I'm going to pay him and leave, because I need to work at least 6 hours today. I don't know how I'm going to squeeze 40 hours into this week - and, unless the President hurries up and gives us the semi-traditional extra day off at Christmas (less likely this year due to a number of factors), I don't have any excess vacation time to blow on this stuff. The crazy thing is that I have a lot to do at work over the next two weeks (since I'm officially moving offices soon and need to wrap stuff up), so in addition to being concerned about making my 40 hours, I am actually also concerned (which is a rarity lately) about getting everything I need done to be done.

Singing in the Rain was awesome last night.