Decisions, decisions
Lately I feel like I'm being put in a lot of repeated situations, positions I've been in and made the absolute incorrect choices. And now I'm being tested. At the same time, I'm changing some other stances -- buckling where I used to be firm, and probably should still be, but it's so much easier to succumb.
Ech. No fun to talk about all of that.
Yesterday, left work early (surprise, surprise), ran errands, and crashed by 6. Six P.M. WTF? Woke up around 9 totally spacey and made dinner for a friend. Discovered recently that if you reduce white wine by half, add some butter, herbs, garlic, cream, and a little cream of mushroom soup, you get a delicious, easy pasta sauce.
Ended up meeting up with S. and his friends at Dallas Nightclub. For you out-of-towners, Wednesday is "Wine Me, Dine Me, 69 Me" which has nothing to do with wine or food, and has rarely resulted in 69ing for me (thankfully), but beer is $0.69 until a certain time, then incrementally inches up to *gasp* $1.50. I sipped my 7 & 7 and dodged the drama, best I could. Regardless, shit splatters and I ended up on the phone until after 5 a.m. You can see the time this entry was posted, and it's far too close to my bedtime.
Today's the deadline to apply for re-admission into UT, too, so I need to ditch out on work sometime soon for that. Hey, I could put in a full day's work, but I feel consistency is just as key as presence in the job environment.
Ech. No fun to talk about all of that.
Yesterday, left work early (surprise, surprise), ran errands, and crashed by 6. Six P.M. WTF? Woke up around 9 totally spacey and made dinner for a friend. Discovered recently that if you reduce white wine by half, add some butter, herbs, garlic, cream, and a little cream of mushroom soup, you get a delicious, easy pasta sauce.
Ended up meeting up with S. and his friends at Dallas Nightclub. For you out-of-towners, Wednesday is "Wine Me, Dine Me, 69 Me" which has nothing to do with wine or food, and has rarely resulted in 69ing for me (thankfully), but beer is $0.69 until a certain time, then incrementally inches up to *gasp* $1.50. I sipped my 7 & 7 and dodged the drama, best I could. Regardless, shit splatters and I ended up on the phone until after 5 a.m. You can see the time this entry was posted, and it's far too close to my bedtime.
Today's the deadline to apply for re-admission into UT, too, so I need to ditch out on work sometime soon for that. Hey, I could put in a full day's work, but I feel consistency is just as key as presence in the job environment.