Monday is when we look at the wreckage.

[bzarcher]

The morning began far too early and after only 3 hours of sleep. Blargh! Though the reasons I stayed up late were more than worth any discomfort. I think I knocked about $100 onto the credit card. Not bad for a weekend of vacationing. Even have some stuff other than gas to show for it. :D The neatest being an honest to god Chamber action figure that demeterschild and I found at Bookery.

Sitting in a prof's office doing a machine upgrade, waiting for metric fuckloads of files to upload to the server before I disconnect this thing and put the cable into his new 17" flatpanel iMac. Wheee.

Got the car to the dealership to have (hopefully) those last problems dealt with and handled. To my pleasant surprise, I was given a brand new Spectra as my rental. Not bad at all for $12 a day. The roof's a little short for my taste, but I could get used to leather seats and a v8, you know?

In major news to my readers: The BotCon plans currently have Steve, Noelle, and I arriving at the Hyatt about 5pm. (We ended up needing to drive.) skarlette plans to meet us for dinner when she gets off work at 8, so if people'd like to get themsleves to Chicago and we can play a bit of introductions and arrangements while we determine how the room will work.

Past that, it's Monday, and why can't it be the weekend? Only other thing somewhat journalworthy is that I noticed Har's taken me off his list. This makes me a semi-sad panda, as even when we disagreed I've always found him decent enough, and certainly a fun writer to read. Who knows. Maybe I'll pop in at 2k5 and check in on how things go for him there, someday. For now, our roads have forked away, and we'll see what happens in the future.

I also have a feeling I'm gonna go home and crawl into bed when work's over. I'm awake, but I feel like I'm doing a good zombie impression.