Home from work tonight before 10pm for the first time this week. Doing some laundry, reading the Onion. Drinking sprite. Doing dishes. Trying to clean up the mess of an apartment that has just been getting worse all week. What I might call a relaxing evening for once.
So tired. Exhausted. Have another 9am meeting tomorrow.
Somebody on my floor is smoking pot. Alot of it. Walking from the hallway to the laundry room makes me feel like I'm in Eric's apartment.
Made some good progress at work today. Sort of. I fixed some pretty serious bugs, but didn't make any real forward progress for the deliverable today like I planned.
Ok, so this was a pretty boring entry. Sorry for wasting your time.
