Reality check

My wife made pizza for dinner. I've spent the afternoon reading web pages, playing Left4Dead, and then feeding Siglet. He fell asleep in my arms shortly after Sunbeam left for her Mary Kay Kult meeting, leaving me to play video games all evening long. Tomorrow I'll go back to my job that I don't really mind, where my coworkers will ask me how the interview went because they're genuinely supportive of my attempt to get a job at Battalion and make the unit a slightly better place.

And my niece's surgery went well.

I have the best life of anyone I know.