After being off for a week due to bereavement, I received a piece of good news this morning. Annoying Cubemate (AC), the loud mouth chewer, the always nosy and frequent starer, etc is leaving this department. No, she's not leaving the company, but she's moving to the 2nd floor!

SC and I were on the way home from dinner, when Spot 4.0 (my car) was rear-ended... Yes, AGAIN! We were at the light, it had just turned from red to green, cars ahead of me had not moved, but apparently the car behind me couldn't wait.

Got out, checked out the car, no damage to Spot 4.0, thank goodness. SC was already snapping pictures with the camera phone. Slight damage to the other car. Asked the other driver to pull over, etc. She didn't want the police called, and kept saying she was fine. Her speech was slurred and her eyes were barely open. She was clearly on something and/or had been drinking.

Checked Spot 4.0 again.
No damage.
Told the girl to drive safe and we left.

She got very lucky.

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Grandfather (mother's father) passed this evening in the comforts of his own home and surrounded by family.

His health has been on a steady decline since the hip replacement surgery, he fell. After being in and out of hospitals for UTI & pneumonia, he was placed under hospice care approx a week and a half ago. Glad the family made the decision to bring him home.

No more suffering.
No more pain.
No more tubes being shoved down his throat.
No more prodding IV needles.

He went gently into the good night.

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Charlie is wayyy behind.

Had the following dream last night...

I was the owner of a brothel. But, gave up the business, after a girl was killed (apparently I had strong feelings towards her). The business was left to a madam who handled the everyday business.

I went after the people who had killed the girl. By doing so, a hit was placed on me. Lousy henchmen were sent, and they were easily taken care off. My awesome skills resulted in my recruitment into the profession of assassin.

Couple of jobs later, the madam of the brothel needs my help, etc. The madam has had feelings for me, since the beginning...

A bit hazy now, but the organization came after me, but the misunderstanding was cleared up. I took on a partner who I had previously met on a job.

- Been sick as a dog for about a week or so (not the piggy flu); feel much better now, thanks.
- SC's parents left and can now breathe a bit easier.
- Don't think I got the job that I interviewed for at the beginning of Oct, although I have yet to heard back with a yay or nay. A decision was suppose to be made by Oct 30, per the HR lady. Feeling a bit crestfallen, but que sera sera and all that.