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Spent a really nice hour today with the intern I'm mentoring, going through some of the stuff he's writing and offering some feedback. When I was starting out in technical writing, I was fortunate to have a manager who was willing to invest quite a bit of time in working one-on-one with me to hone my writing. It's nice to be able to pay that favor forward, especially with someone who is so receptive. It might just be that he's more afraid of the editors than he is of me, but he seemed genuinely appreciative of the feedback.

In general, today seemed to be determined to compensate for yesterday's frustrations by giving me a slightly higher dose than usual of the kinds of experiences that remind me why I do this for a living. It's nice when the world works that way.

And my day was going so well...

Got off work, went for a nice stroll, had a nice dinner in Palo Alto with Daniel and his parents, who are in town for the summer. Driving back along University Ave., I reach an intersection where a driver is stopped for no reason I can determine. I stop too. Car behind me doesn't stop. Crunch.

The good news: I don't appear to be injured, although I got enough of a jolt that I'll be a bit surprised if I don't have a sore neck or shoulders tomorrow. The car is driveable. The other driver, although he did try to persuade me to settle this without involving our insurance companies, was very cooperative and gave me all the information I needed.

The bad news: Well, my car's gonna need a new bumper for sure. And if I have to skip lifting weights tomorrow morning because I have whiplash, I'm gonna be pissed. Grrr.