Well Aren't WE Mr. Lazybones?
10 May 2001
5:53 PM: I woke up around 11:30 AM Today (with something of a case of heartburn, truth be told), and sat here for about ... an hour? thinking, "Hunh. Up actually kind of early. I could go have something to eat, get some stuff done today. I could."
Then I remembered that I'm On Vacation and fell back into bed and slept until nearly 5 PM. Hey, I was up until almost 6 AM last night! Render unto me some slack here. Yes, watching Buffy DVDs. I'm not bingeing, though. It was just a bingette.
Tonight will be my official Drink-All-Night-For-Free night at the bar, on account of the bar owner doesn't work on Wednesdays and hey, why not spread it over as many nights as possible? I should be doing some work today, I know. I will in a minute.
Nothing seems to be on fire at work, so far anyway. Probably only to be expected - no energy to create a crisis. Wonder what it'll be like Monday? Yikes.
And, uh..... that's about it. Sleeping all day does not make for long entries.
OH! Right! Last night! Dinner at Cha Cha Cha, incredibly delicious as always. As the kids on MBTV might say, a big shout-out to Lana, Melanie, Saul, and Veronica for treating the Birthday Bitch (aka Mr. Heatmiser aka me). We had cajun shrimp and chicken paillard and those wonderful buttery calamari and sauteed mushrooms and a pitcher of sangria and Oh My. Then after, we went down to Doc's Clock, bar on Mission. Bar itself still as nice as I remember, still people smoking in there though I think they were breaking the law because they were doing it way in the back. But too many Neanderthals playing some odd game, so left there, went back to the regular bar. Drank more. Nobody commented on my flaming new do. These people, so jaded, I tell ya.
Willfully blind self-indulgent nebbish or amusingly quirky old coot? And how bout that local sports team? Discuss among yourselves.
All names are fake, most places are real, the author is definitely unreliable but it's all in good fun. Yep.
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