Got up "early" yesterday (5pm) in an effort to not waste my day sleeping. Figured I'd catch up on some TV, bit of the old internets, and chill, y'know? I ordered a Papa John's pizza (w/free chicken strips) and jacked in.

Then, the phone rang.

Long story short, after much cajoling and persuasion, I ditched work last night, gathered up my recently-delivered pizza and went to see the Pirate Gal out west. Achieved many things, not the least of which was the addition of the word "slungry" into my personal lexicon. As you may be able to tell, "slungry" is the condition wherein one is both sleepy and hungry at the same time. I'm certain you've all experienced it at some point in your lives.

Anyway, I've been hating the job, lately, so I definitely needed a night off. In fact, I've decided it's time to start looking for another one. We'll see how that goes.

What else?

I bought a jump drive yesterday.

I'm considering, gods help me, NaNoWriMo this year.

There's cleaning going on around me. And butt-rubbing to Save Ferris. It's all joy and light here, as you can tell. I now go to run errands and buy lottery tickets (yay stupid tax!).