But Sunday'd be too late

I have to work today, and I'm not fucking happy about it. Hopefully just a couple of hours this afternoon and then I can come back and finish moving shit back onto my newly painted deck. (And hopefully a big strong man will come help me with that...hint, hint.)

Yesterday I unexpectedly had a blast, I joined a group of friends for dinner and then an absolutely hilarious trip on the sleazy side. It's so strange being around people who have known each other for 20 years, they have a million hilarious stories and quirks and in-jokes but this group was both incredibly welcoming and really fun to be around.

I did get some bad news yesterday as well, but it was really just confirmation of what I've already suspected for awhile. I'm trying not to let it get me too blue, and so far that is working. Hopefully it won't sneak up on me later.