... and I've still got half a day left of it. The past is not the future, the past is not the future...
Nothing social happened for me Friday night (which is the norm, actually), so I ended up having a lovely catch-up phone call with "ex"
trektone. I started the call in the middle of a rare South Philly power outage -- the house was dark for a bit more than an hour.
I played tennis reasonably ok Saturday morning, but got nothing done after that. Ended up watching a downloaded version of "Scott Baio is 45 and Single", which was interesting. I didn't think I'd have anything in common with Baio, but I do. And not in a good way.
The storm window I use to ventilate the house is broken in the closed position, so I can't cool off the house, which is a veritable sauna right now. Maybe that had something to do with my productivity.
And now my Sunday is so far equally unproductive. To top it all off, I now realize that I'm going to be flat broke right at the time I need to pay for a move (broke until the final paycheck, which I should be getting the last day of work).
Nothing seems to be going right for me at the moment. Perhaps last Monday was a bad time for my last therapy session. :-)