The cold, gray, light of mathematical morning...

If we consider that a 30-day prescription contains exactly 30 doses, then every time you run into a 31-day month, the "anniversary" date decrements by one. Thirty days after July 3 is August 2; thirty days after that is September 1.

Taking my chemo has been something of a ritual for me, down to the almost obsessive counting of exactly four of those large white lozenges—not three, not five—as they are dispensed from their container, putting them in my mouth, and then moving them from one side of my mouth to the other with my tongue while counting on my fingers.

So today, it occurs to me to count the doses remaining in the container and it turns out I have two "extra" doses on hand, meaning that somewhere over the past four months, I missed taking this stuff twice.

Nothing to be done about it, now, but it is a data point.

Besides fatigue, I suppose I should add absent-mindedness to the list of side effects. (No comments from the peanut gallery, please!)

Cheers...

Not letting it go to my head...

I've managed to finish one assignment and get a second one to the late despeckling stage as of a few minutes ago. That's the good news.

A prospective job came in, but the client and I could not come to a meeting of the minds. I quoted a price for the job, after which the client countered with an offer to pay 80% of my rate, with a greatly accelerated delivery schedule, whereupon I agreed to the accelerated delivery (probably not a wise move, actually) but only agreed to a 13% rate cut (instead of 20%). In the end, however, the job went 'poof'! No go.

As I suggest, it's probably for the better, seeing my recent productivity levels.

Last night was a horrible night for sleep, despite a good taiji workout. I got up at 4:40 am, had some coffee, turned on my computer, checked my email, and then asked myself what, exactly, the farblegarg I was trying to prove, and went back to bed, as staying up was just not worth the soul-wrenching effort.

I cannot think of a single factor that might mess up tonight's attempt at some serious time with Morpheus (slated to start shortly), but I'll report the result in the morning.

Cheers...