Cow, holy. Beat beat beat beat beat. Long weekend and then some. So tired. So very very very tired. And I slept most of yesterday afternoon and evening and wee hours. The party was primo. Much better than it had any right being. Cool people aplenty, good time inebriation. No drama, just cheer and free beer. Our liquor cabinet got thoroughly raided, our couches got throughly crashed upon. Lots of cool new faces and people to meet and greet. Couldn't be everywhere at once. Lots of hightlights, lots of pictures to sort through and put on my site.
Work is dreadfully slow, but how could it not be? To be home and vegetating.
Work is dreadfully slow, but how could it not be? To be home and vegetating.
I'm glad the party went well! I would have gone but that final paper sucked the life out of me. I am still not quite right.