Thursday was one of those days where your car breaks, and you have to get a ride to the garage in a tow truck with a driver who looks like John Malkovich (but was very nice). And the next day, after you spend $500 on a new alternator, you get halfway to NH and realize your air conditioner, which worked wonderfully until you brought it to the garage, is no longer working. Cars are great, but such a pain when they aren't working. First world problem. Anyway, there was dinner on Thursday, so I really can't complain.