Wednesday, February 13, 2019

some days i just pray to the god of sex and drums and rock 'n' roll

I had meetings straight from 9-3, a happy hour from 3-5, and then dinner with Alice and Annie (the managers who report to me), so I'm pretty tapped out on work and people. Dinner was great - we went to Upstairs, which is the lounge-style place above Kitchen, and the food was excellent (as was the wine, and even more importantly the company). Annie is based in Mountain View, so it's rare for the three of us to be together, and so it was great that we had a leisurely evening.

However, I'm tired, and I need to get up early to get some stuff done before work, and I was also feeling fragile this morning - grief is a very odd thing in terms of how it strikes and how variable it is when it comes to healing. So, I'm going to go to sleep despite all the pressing deadlines, and I will power through tomorrow no matter what kind of drama unfolds (tomorrow promises more drama than usual, but it's nothing I can't handle). Goodnight!

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