St. Patrick driving the snakes out of IrelandFriday, not all that much really happened. I was feeling well enough to go to work, so I did, and then did ordinary work things. Sherry’s wedding is next week, and she’s got a whole bunch of her time blocked off for last-minute planning and stuff. “Really, Matt, you should elope if you can,” she said, but I don’t think she was being entirely serious. Had lunch. Then after work, Stephanie took me out to dinner. Moira meowed a lot.