Busy.

I'm walking through my life right now with a innocent awe. Innocent, as I'm trying to retrofit my perspective so that I can more carefully study what I'm doing and how I'm spending my time. Basically, where does my time go?

I've been desperate to blog about this weekend's festivities, but haven't had an appropriate chunk of time to devote to that, or to all the other fun I got to have that weekend. Perhaps tomorrow. If not then, Thursday, when I arrive at my desk bright and early at 4 am.

It sounds worse than it is.

Anyways. Pub quiz is done, and the birthday is looming at 1 week away. I still haven't made any specific plans for Saturday. I'm too lazy or busy or scared to make actual plans.