I'm retreating to a coffee shop to escape the ongoing construction at my home, the construction guy's radio, and the war against the squirrels.

The Spyhouse on Hennepin (yes, there are two of them) is quite nice. Plenty of outlets, enjoyable music (if a bit loud when sitting directly underneath it), a good selection of teas, coffee drinks, and food (including hummus!), good wi-fi, and a fair amount of space. Of course, it's also quite popular, so most of that space is filled....

And biking distance from home! That's right; today was nice enough out that I biked all the way. It's the first time I've biked since I had knee surgery, and it felt odd some of the time, but mostly okay. It was a lot harder than I remember biking being. I'm way out of shape, and my knee was uncertain whether or not it should complain. Of course, I forgot my bike lock at home. Fortunately, Hennepin Spyhouse is also close to ReCycle, so I was able to acquire another one! Now I have a backup bike lock, which would also come in handy if Phil ever decides to bike.

Conclusion: Definitely worth visiting again, but probably best to keep a backup location in mind in case it's full.

I'm making editing changes to Vicesteed. It's been--a very long time. I can tell because I forgot where I was in the editing process. I was about to edit the next chapter when I discovered that there were still editing notes for this one. I should keep track of this somewhere.

Oddly enough, absolutely nobody commented on the bruise on my chin. Perhaps because it was a red-colored bruise? Maybe they all thought I had a particularly bad outbreak of acne or something? Maybe they were all thinking don't-wanna-know really hard? Most peculiar.

I was running late for work(1), as is my habit, so I didn't even cover it up with concealer or anything. This resulted in me meeting with my boss and my boss' boss with a weird red blotch on my chin. Joy.

However! In good news, it seems that they are working on some ways to let me work from home, in a limited sort of way, which would make me very happy. In confusing news, they also offered me something else which could be either good or bad, may be extremely time-consuming, could be profitable, is definitely interesting, and about which I shall say no more until things are actually Properly Sorted Out. As is my nature, I am taking it all with a grain of salt large enough to knock a man unconscious.

Also, since I am horribly busy, anybody want to make $40 by taking my old commuter bike and replacing the inner tubes and tires for me, thus making it functional once more? Buehler?