Four-day weeks are great, except that they seriously mess up my sense of timing. I spent today filing and wrestling with The One Form, which is by itself incentive enough to look for another line of work. I'd bitch and moan about that now, but I have to run. Volunteering at my dance club in half an hour. Places to go, people to see, music to dance ( Read more... )

Bah. Tired but not sleeping. This sucks like a sucking thing.

I'm too tired to write anything coherent, on top of that. Insult to injury and so forth.

I went to my first ever superbowl party on Saturday. I am still vaguely perplexed by the whole phenomenon, but I had fun and met new people (luvenditti's school people, as it happens, as well as their ( Read more... )