Tuesday was jezel's birthday, so Monday night I drove in to Seattle to pick up one of the presents she had asked for. I dropped by her place, and hung out for awhile, and then when leaving, discovered that I had left my Jeep's dome lights on. Damnit. Dead battery. (I'm planning on replacing this battery at the next oil change. When my alternator went it, it probably took part of the battery with it, as it takes very little time to drain it now.) So I spent the night sleeping on her front room futon.

Tuesday morning I jumped the Jeep off of her car, and drove back home to take care of my cats and shower. I wasn't feeling really well, and between that and the fact that I work short days on Tuesdays anyway, I called in sick. A small nap later, and then back to Seattle to help her celebrate. I helped her do some shopping, and also went to Toyland in CapHill so we could each pick up some supplies (not for each other).

Then I went off to my weekly piano lesson. Since I had not done much practicing this week, Mr Henry ran me thru sightreading exercises instead. They were hard work and hard concentration, but fun and effective. I think I'm going to ask that we do those more often, as I can tell that one of my biggest weaknesses is actually being able to read music. I've been memorizing my practice pieces, and then using the printed notes as reminders. If it was text, I would be considered almost illiterate.

Anyway, after the session, I met up with her again, and we went to pick up her friends D & I, and then the four of us went out to eat at the Olive Garden in Northgate.

One concerning thing, as the day passed, my legs got more and more sore and more and more stiff. I know the cause, but if I didn't I would have been very concerned. As it was, I was starting to wish for a cane by the end of the evening.