After some negotiation, I finagled my dad’s Acer to watch my downloaded DS9 episodes. One of life’s little pleasures. I can’t stay up too late though, as I’ve got a full day ahead of me. Several loads of laundry to do, plus some correspondence. To be honest, I don’t know whether I can really cut it as a counselor. The counseling part is fine. Even the full-time residential aspect I can deal with. But using an outhouse five days a week? Be still my heart; the thought makes me wince. I can be tough enough. But do I want to?