Remember Senior year of High School when getting the mail was a major event? Because maybe there would be something in there about a college application, even an acceptance letter, or lo and behold a scholarship offer? I think I may actually be more excited than that about the mail lately. I'm waiting for my new computer* to be delivered to the lab. I have a huge box of yarn on the way to the house. And really the fun never ends with Netflix.
*I'm currently accepting suggestions for naming the new machine. For the moment, Amanda's suggestion of "Your Mom's Replacement" is in the lead because it's both obvious (my current computer's name is "Your Mom") and really quite menacing.
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