After the Epic Trip of Epicness to West Springfield to drop off the Triple Felinoid at B&T's so my house could be filled with deadly poisons, work was...not as horrible as Thursday. Still not great, and I had something of a meltdown on Friday night in reaction (depression, back spasms, being convinced I was about to be shitcanned, etc. Fun times).
Saturday was better. I went to Sommer Draw, which was great; T finally got a backlog scroll I'd done for him, Concentus sang and was in good voice, and I had some quality time with
harp_n_fiddle, B&T, and several others. I was ravenous when I got home and ordered out, but the real comfort food was the lovely green salad from my local pizza parlor. Who knew *that* would happen?
And oh, speaking of eating...I've lost enough weight that I'm down to the last hole on my favorite belt. Most satisfactory :)
Saturday was better. I went to Sommer Draw, which was great; T finally got a backlog scroll I'd done for him, Concentus sang and was in good voice, and I had some quality time with
And oh, speaking of eating...I've lost enough weight that I'm down to the last hole on my favorite belt. Most satisfactory :)