I performed my duty as a driver today. Instead of checking out the two attractive girls getting out of their car, I was watching where I was driving and so was able to slam on my brakes when two dogs dashed out in front of me. The second dog came dangerously close to death, despite my best efforts to stop the car.

I also wasted all my precious adrenaline in that encounter, and so was drowsy the rest of the day. My original plan had been to ration my adrenaline to make it through work—too bad for work that I encountered those dogs.

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It seems that I’ve become friends with the people behind the counter at Subway, which has the twin perks of being able to chat while ordering a sandwich and being given large cookies when I ask for cookies. It’s not anything grand, but it is kind of nice.