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[weaktwos]

Ah, work is over at last. Now to the gym.

Work was reasonable. Though we had a potluck today for my boss's 20th anniversary with the company. Someone made a pumpkin spice cake with cream cheese frosting. Oops.

It was so good going down, but I didn't feel spry afterwards. Hopefully the gym will whisk away the cobwebs in my brain.

Sleep coma. I said that earlier, engaging in a bit of hot, uncut stream of consciousness action. It's rather redundant. And that annoys me. What I should have said was, "potluck coma".

Now to get the gym out of the way so I can return home and begin my weekend, which turns out to be reasonably social, yet nerdy:
Friday:
-Direct TV install in the morning. Woo!
-Drum lessons
-Feng Shui game tomorrow night
Saturday:
-Platinum Chefs cooking club. It's Cajun night! Oooooh! Tha's gooood!
Sunday:
-Call of Cthulhu game

Comments

[platostruth.livejournal.com]

i am never going to woo you with you living so far away.

this time zone thing is killing my chances :-)

[weaktwos.livejournal.com]

You're assuming that I would let a good opportunity pass me by because of the time zone?

[platostruth.livejournal.com]

you're awesome

[tenebrosity.livejournal.com]

*nodnod* hubby calls it "food coma" and unfortunately it seems to happen after every meal :P