Lunch at Liberty Station with Lizzie and AJ, colleagues from Chatmeter and, later, Alchemer; a working friendship is a rare thing to outlast the work itself, and this one has. The morning went to Baldur’s Gate, where I finally put Raphael down, though not before losing a companion in the fight. I have been tempted since to reload and win it clean, and I am not certain the clean version would be the better one. The new lawnmower made its first pass with a power the old one never had, and I hope it outlives the six years of its predecessor. Liza leaves for Atlanta tomorrow. The house will be quieter for it.