Something.

Got some money from the ATM today. Not much, just enough.

Wandered around an area not frequented much by Anglos, ended up in a Mexican restaurant for lunch that could have been a great find, but wasn't. Below average ethnic restaurants abound in ethnic areas; too bad, but it's reality.

We spent about 3-4 hours at the office today, annoyed that we had to be there but glad that today's time will reduce late-night time later in the week.

There are far too many people who believe, truly believe, that the price of 2-3 bedroom houses or townhouses can be reasonable at $300K or more. This in bad-shit insanity, especially in Dallas. I cannot buy that. I cannot tolerate it. My house MUST be worth more than a new-construction townhouse with squeeky stairs and built-in discomfort.

I'm ready to move, or something.