Christ.
This means that if we're lucky, dinner will be at 10 or 10:30, and we'll be too exhausted after (or at least I will, since I was up early) to spend much time together before crashing. It also means I am BORED. Meh. I went to Downtown and got a bottle of Hendricks, a Belgian tripel, an export stout, and a stout with ruby port. I feel like having a martini, but I will be drinking at Noir, so I probably shouldn't have one. I had a snack--some applesauce and a little spinach and mushroom soup--so I won't be too hungry waiting for dinner.
I imagine
On the plus side, there is a disgustingly cute kitty stretched out on the bed behind me. Awww.