Status.

Ear: functional.
Full night's sleep: finally attained.
Reviews: 2/3 written and edited.
Back: achy.
Hair: ick.
Apartment: trashed.
Cover Letter: written and edited.
Social life: shmeh, s'ok.
References: queried, accepted.
Paying Job: working on a comeback.
Apartment hunt: initiated.
Obsessive lists: robust.


Addendum: Worked an extra five minutes, watched my train pull out in front of me. An adorable middle-aged Irish couple bummed me a cigarette outside.

(Both are smoking as I approach, husband presents a pack of Marlboro Reds with one cigarette left.)
Me: Heh, nevermind, have a good evening.
Wife (thick brogue): Wait wait, we have more. Wouldn't want you havin' a nic fit.
(Husband hands me the cigarette)
Me: Well, thank you!
Wife: Of course! (Taking a drag) Quit, you should quit! A young girl like you!

Not wholly convincing, but wondrous!