Nothing really to say. Just trying to escape the autism of everyday life. I didn't do much over the weekend in the way of bar preparation. Check that: I didn't do a fucking thing in the way of bar preparation. I can't seem to feel guilty about it, either.
Today I'm working on the Analytical workshop, which takes about three hours. I'm looking forward to it, for some strange reason. Maybe I'm just happy the prosaic introduction is over.
For now, though, I'm going to go workout.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment