Last entry was dictation program. This is two-fingered typing. Still feeling cold for no apparent reason, but my cat, Kitten, is curled up on my lap. She always stays close when I'm not doing well.

Listening to an old Agatha Christie from 1924. Thank goodness for old-time radio and audiobooks!

D3 has a job interview on Monday for a job that sounds perfect for her. I want her to get the job, to do well, but I don't want to find a metapelet who will not do as good a job as she does and I'll have to pay more. Argh.

That's all for today.