On the more frustrating side, like Mir, I'm still waiting for my book. Arg.
Update: My book got here around 3:30pm. I was outside, on the front step talking on the phone when the UPS truck whipped by on it's way to swing around in the culdesac below us. The driver smiled and pointed straight as me as he drove by. Heh. My book was one of the last four he was delivering. Poor guy. He looked tired.