Even though I knew I had to be at work no later than 7:00am today, I stayed up until about 11:00pm with my roommate and brother, sitting on the balcony watching the (all too rare around these parts) thunder & lightening storm and smoking cigars.
This is after I rescued my brother from the hospital, where they were busy hosing the debris out of what used to be his elbows. Apparently he thought it would be a good idea to ride his skateboard down a large hill, and only realized halfway down that his ego was writing cheques his body couldn’t cash.
And that was the most relaxing evening at home I’ve had in about 3 weeks.
I’ve got a reallybig latte from the McCafe down the street – though the caffeine hasn’t kicked in yet. At least I learned my lesson from last time, and got regular non-fat milk, instead of the soy.
This laundry list of mundane crap brought to you by Friday, Payday, and the fact that I only have one week of painfully boring job left.
Happy 800th post to me.