The Weekend Begins

Work went late yesterday but I finally managed to drag myself down to 30 Degrees by 6:30 PM or so to meet up with cuyhogarvr and kent4str. Others of our happy hour crowd dragged themselves in over the following hour or so. Cocktails and major snogging with certain guys ensued. A good time was had by most, but the loud music was getting to kent4str so the group I rallied for dinner had to go grazing without us.

Stopping briefly to pick up pre-ordered chinese food on the way home --thank god for mobile telephone techology-- we flaked out at home until close to 11 PM. More snogging of a more serious kind ensued. :-)

I slept solidly and soundly until 10 AM. The details of my earlier dreams are now lost to me but I recall initially feeling angry and frustrated; early morning dreams were less anxious; late morning dreams had more of a light-hearted Sponge Bob animation quality to them. Rest is indeed good for the soul, and can apparently be measured on an hourly basis.

The Weekend Begins

Work went late yesterday but I finally managed to drag myself down to 30 Degrees by 6:30 PM or so to meet up with cuyhogarvr and kent4str. Others of our happy hour crowd dragged themselves in over the following hour or so. Cocktails and major snogging with certain guys ensued. A good time was had by most, but the loud music was getting to kent4str so the group I rallied for dinner had to go grazing without us.

Stopping briefly to pick up pre-ordered chinese food on the way home --thank god for mobile telephone techology-- we flaked out at home until close to 11 PM. More snogging of a more serious kind ensued. :-)

I slept solidly and soundly until 10 AM. The details of my earlier dreams are now lost to me but I recall initially feeling angry and frustrated; early morning dreams were less anxious; late morning dreams had more of a light-hearted Sponge Bob animation quality to them. Rest is indeed good for the soul, and can apparently be measured on an hourly basis.