Doctor appointment. Upshot: MRI, PT, Drugs. If four weeks of PT don't fix the problem, injections. Yay.

Lunch with ex-coworkers. Mostly griping. Also cheese sticks.

Heard back from Stitch Fix. They're passing.

Trying to clean up my iTunes library, and apparently managed to delete a bunch of things that were supposedly duplicates. Why does software have to suck?