Mary is off to class this evening, so we had lunch at O'Charley's for Valentine's Day. Actually, we had lunch at O'Charley's because we eat out a couple of times a week, anyway, and it was as good an excuse as any to get out of the house. Mary and I are not big celebrators (or celebrants, or whatever the word is); we have never gotten all that hung up over the holidays, even big ones like Christmas. Maybe it's the fact that I'm away from home as much as I am. There just isn't the time to make big plans. Or maybe it's just that it's not that important to us.
For some reason, I remember being in Monroe, LA on Valentine's Day one year, and having dinner at a Mexican restaurant, a single guy in a restaurant full of couples. It felt weird. I wasn't lonely (at least not any more lonely than I am any time I go out of town), it just felt weird to be sitting there by myself.
Haven't heard much about the trip to China apart from the initial contact. I sent an email this morning to the guy in Japan who's arranging it with the client (actually a business partner), so maybe I'll hear more this evening. Right now, it's Wednesday morning there.
Not much else going on. I'm working on this database project and hitting one wall after another. I'm loading the tables correctly, the records are being processed by the program correctly, and when I go to verify, nothing's there. The stuff that I've built pulls a Mandrake on me. I'll work on it more this evening. If I feel up to it.
I really have to clean my office. It's getting so I can't move in here.
Nothing else going on at this end. Later, all.