Thursday night was good times, although I may have to kill Jaye. I was just going to check out Nudlz at UC, but Jaye decided that would be more fun with Jager. Naturally I could hardly disagree. I think I got home around 3 after a steep detour through Hugo’s to see Mr Carruthers. Yoiks. And yes, I had agreed to work Friday.
Friday I was pretty quiet at work. But I survived. Got home a little before seven and lay down for a quick recharge at 8. Woke up twelve hours later feeling good as new. heh.
I missed the improv workshop today through a series of miscommunications. That sucks, because I was really looking forward to a good improv workout. Ah well. Got other stuff done. And this evening… well, it’s Saturday, innit.
Supposedly Neil and I are going to work tomorrow to get ahead of the game. I’m not crazy about the idea, not just because I wouldn’t mind the day off but because my hand could use the extra day to heal. Too many years with only the gym to keep the leather in my palms. Not sure what I’m going to wear. I’m a little behind in my laundry. If I’d really been on the ball I would have snuck that in today as well. meh.
Right then. Happy Saturday to all, and a speedy recovery to Stephen.