horcrux

I'm super tired - it didn't help that I slept abysmally last night, then had to get up at 9:45 to make my morning plans. The plan was good, as it turned out - we went to the studios where they filmed Harry Potter, and the sets and props and everything were really fun to see.

But by the time we got back I was completely wiped out - so wiped out that I overcame my fear of missing out and bailed on dinner. So I napped, napped some more, and then did some journaling and generally relaxed until now.

And now the fun is over and I should sleep so I can work tomorrow - goodnight!

the power of love

I had a fantastic day in London... But it's also the time change here tonight, and so it's suddenly three am and I have to meet my group at 10:30 tomorrow. However, today was great - I woke up feeling like I had a cold, so I should probably see a doctor given that this feels like a chronic sinus issue. But I rallied, had brunch with Chris and Alice at Sketch, walked around with them, and then ditched them to go see the Wallace Collection (an awesome museum in an old townhouse). I also wandered around Mayfair and got inspired to write, and then came back to the hotel and took a nap.

Tonight required more rallying on my part - I met Kristen and we went to 12:51 to have dinner with Alice, Chris, and Alice's friends. The food was outstanding, and ending there would have been super classy. But we aren't classy... So we went to a tiki bar (amazing - I had a zombie drink and something called a Thai swizzle, and they were both great), and then we did private room karaoke. And now, after all that fun I really need to sleep - goodnight!

I do my makeup in somebody else's car

I'm back in one of my most favorite cities, where thousands of years of history and culture collide with the 21st-century world of tech and finance and global politics. London speaks to me like few places do, and I realize that's bizarre since I didn't grow up here and don't have ties here (well, beyond the fact that Uncle Mark found an ancestor who fought at the Battle of Hastings and became the Earl of Surrey for his efforts, back when earls were super powerful and not just country-song stereotypes...but I digress).

sssanyway, I spent this morning packing up my stuff in Dublin, and I had a few hours of meetings (including one where I spent an hour deep in conversation with Alice about a project, and then she said she had something to tell me... Which I took to mean she was resigning, which would have been hilarious and terrible given our conversation, but instead she just wanted to tell me that she could make ice cream tonight). Then, Alice, Chris and I went to the airport, where everything was totally smooth. I slept for most of the flight, but it wasn't enough to revive me from a week of full-on people mode. So I skipped hanging out, and instead I checked into my hotel (an old railroad hotel in St Pancras station, since I can't deny the call of the rails in my blood), and then I ate a late dinner and journaled and generally recharged.

And now it's time to sleep - goodnight!

it wasn't meant for you

I had a long, amazing day in Dublin - the day started with some time to do some actual work, followed by a whole bunch of meetings. But I left a bit before six, and I went to the Bath (for the second time in three days) to attend leaving drinks for an old coworker whose last day at the company happened to be today. Nina and I worked together on books many years ago, and we happened to cross paths again on this stint, and now she's leaving to go to another tech company in Dublin. So it was great that I happened to be here for her going away, even if I should have gone to bed hours ago.

So I was there for awhile, and then Chris, Alice and I had dinner at a tapas place near the city center, which was delightful. By the time I got back to the hotel it was after eleven, and I *really* should have slept - but my old friend Jane (even older friend than Nina, since Jane and I are part of the original friendship renewal crew from 2003) happens to be in Dublin despite also working in the US, and is also staying at the same hotel. So we had a late drink and an awesome/deep/meaningful catch up, all of which was v necessary despite keeping me up way past my bedtime.

Now, though, I really must sleep so I can get up and pack and work tomorrow - goodnight!

the badmintons

I had another day of summiting, which ended in a presentation to my VP and all her coterie of directors (because I can't go a month without presenting to them, apparently). Luckily, the presentation went super well despite being a crazy big project that my team is now kicking off. And so I felt like celebrating tonight (in the way that people party hard in every war movie before shipping out in the morning, although it's probably super offensive for me to compare my usual office politics to actually flesh-and-blood warfare).

Luckily, I was able to leave at 5:30 to have a team dinner at Bastible. The food was incredible - it was a set menu, but they accommodated my gluten issue well. I didn't eat the crab thing they brought to start, but another snack was chicken thigh, which was yummy. The first course was mackerel, and it was somehow light and fresh and perfect even though it's a trash fish. The second course was asparagus, and I hate asparagus more than anything, but it was somehow great too (and with an interesting egg salad type garnish underneath). I had lamb for the third course, and I don't like lamb but really liked this. And the fourth course was a "floating island" of meringue that was absolutely perfect (and a replacement for the gluten-filled cheesecake).

Given that I actually disliked components of three of the dishes, I was stunned by how well I liked the meal. I also had a super fun time with my team, which continued with a drink at the Bleeding Horse.

But all good times must end, and I have work tomorrow, so it's time for bed. Goodnight!

every minute of every hour

I slept well last night, but I had a full day of summiting, followed by some meetings, followed by an evening event for the summit, followed by dinner at The Old Spot. The Old Spot was a bit crazy - we walked in downstairs and it was wall-to-wall filled with Irish football fans, but we walked upstairs and discovered a posh, quiet private dining room with tables covered in white linen. The neighborhood around that area was also wall-to-wall with Irish football fans, since there was an Ireland v. Georgia soccer game at the stadium nearby, but I survived without any disastrous runins with soccer hooligans, so that was good.

I skipped out on dinner before dessert was served and came back to my hotel, where I scrambled to make slides and send them back to the US (this is the downside of working here - everyone there is still awake and still wanting things). And now it's time for bed - goodnight!

just like the heat it will be alright

I somehow felt almost-not-jetlagged today - it probably helped that I stayed up all day yesterday indulging in a reading binge, and also that I took melatonin (a miracle drug) last night. I slept straight through the night, woke up feeling relatively refreshed, and then made it to the office in time for breakfast and work before my meetings began.

I spent most of the day in meetings, but they were all good and I was only super sleepy in one of them (unfortunately it was a 1:1, which was hard to fake, but I survived). Then I went out for a long dinner with some of the team here - not an official team event (that's Wednesday), but several of us are traveling together, so we got food. This turned into a tasting menu, and the food was all great, even if I should have been back at my hotel working instead of indulging in a variety of pretty plates.

And now it's time to go to bed and see if I can repeat these feats tomorrow - goodnight!

erin go bragh

I'm in Dublin after a thoroughly uneventful trip - it was all slightly miserable since I forgot to put on compression socks and am apparently an old person now, but it could have been worse. We were almost an hour early landing in Dublin, so I made it to my hotel by 10:30am, which was too soon for a room.

I should have gone out and done tourist stuff, but I used to live here and had no need to do anything specific...so I sat at the hotel restaurant and had breakfast, then read in the restaurant, then read in the lobby, then read in bed in my room, then read over dinner. I started this amazing series (which starts with SHADOW AND BONE by Leigh Bardugo) on the plane last night, and it was so amazing that I devoured three books in approximately twelve hours. Yes, this is insane, even for me. And maybe I should go back and reread the stuff I basically inhaled. But it felt so great to indulge my inner bookworm after months of starving her - and it made me want to crawl into the vast pile of books I haven't read and lose myself there forever.

However, at some point I was seriously dehydrated and also hungry, so I came downstairs, ate dinner, and finished the last book (which made me the weird single lady wiping away tears, but luckily I have no shame). I then did a couple of hours of day job stuff while sitting in the lobby bar. And now I need to try to force myself to sleep so that I can wake up and go to the office tomorrow - goodnight!

but at night it's a different world, go out and find a girl

I have boarded my flight from Washington Dulles to Dublin, and I'm waiting for the doors to close. Today was a mad scramble to get out the door - I haven't flown international in almost a year, and there were all sorts of things I remembered that I might want. So I ended up checking a bag rather than flying with the carry on that I packed last night, which was probably the right call. And I did a bunch of random stuff like scanning my tax documents and downloading my manuscript so that I will be prepared to do some of my own work while I'm gone.

But despite the scramble, I made it to the airport in time to have a salad and a glass of rose, and then my flight from Denver to IAD was uneventful. I finally finished CROOKED KINGDOM and started SHADOW AND BONE, which I will probably read more of than is advisable on this flight. When I got to Dulles, I had a burger and some more wine and did some more day job stuff - but now I'm going to sleep, read, and generally try to survive economy class for the next seven hours.

And now it's time to go - goodnight!

we ain't never getting older

Today started well and ended terribly - I would take this opportunity to wish my parents a happy anniversary, but Iowa State lost, so it feels a bit disingenuous to feign happiness right now. Also, some kids in my complex are having a big party, which makes me want to move immediately.

But I'm going to Dublin tomorrow, so there's no time to buy a house - and that means I need to sleep. Goodnight!

look who's left a prisoner

I had a long day at work, but I left at 5:15 and had wine and poutine with Nicole at River and Woods, so that was a great way to get away from work and force myself to stop looking at screens. And now, after a night of doing absolutely nothing, it's time for bed - goodnight!

indulging in my self-defeat

I had meetings straight from 9-5 without break; in fact, I had to abruptly leave a meeting in the middle of it to grab a bag of doritos because I thought I was going to faint (I had lunch, it just apparently wasn't enough to fuel my vocal chords for that long). But I left work immediately after my last meeting and got my nails done, which was a nice break. Then I ran a couple of errands and had dinner at my favorite Mexican place - it was probably overkill on top of the doritos, but I only ate half of it, which means I now have leftovers for Friday night before I go to Dublin on Saturday.

Speaking of - I'm going to Dublin on Saturday, which is part of why this week has been a bit crazed. I should probably pack at some point, but that's a task for a night much closer to Saturday than this one is.

After eating, I came home and worked for the last couple of hours, but I'm going to throw in the towel, go to bed, and force myself to write before work tomorrow. Goodnight!

we're running with the shadows of the night

I had a long day in the pixel mines, although I came home in mid-afternoon to do some work from my desk here rather than my desk there. I also took a break this evening for some much-needed pizza and journal time at Pizzeria Locale, where my favorite bartender was working. It was more lowkey than usual there, so I felt quite relaxed and happy on the way back....

Of course, I then worked for three hours, but that's par for the course right now. And now it's time for bed - goodnight!

used to play pretend give each other different names

Today started with a four-hour meeting known as calibrations, where managers sit locked in a small, increasingly claustrophobic room and justify their team's performance ratings to other managers. In other words, WELCOME TO THUNDERDOME.

However, I emerged from the thunderdome fairly unscathed - it probably helps that I've been through like twenty of these, so I'm like the grizzled old veteran who's seen it all and just sits calmly with a cigarette while the bombs start falling. Unfortunately, I made the rookie move of not blocking a break after the calibrations, so I went straight into another three hours of meetings after that, none of which I was in the mood/mental space to handle, but I survived it all.

Then I went to Target to stock up on some stuff, grabbed dinner at Motomaki, had a v. quick work call to debrief on something, and then spent two hours hanging out (on hangout) with Joann. We had a lot to catch up on, which we did while she ate and I drank wine, and it was wonderful to talk to her.

Unfortunately, I still had some work to do after that, so I procrastinated by trimming my bangs (we'll see how they look in the morning, since I violated my cardinal rule of not cutting my hair when I've had wine....but desperate times), then worked for the last two hours. And now that it's after midnight, it's definitely time for bed - goodnight!

don't pick up the phone

I had a delightful weekend, but unfortunately it's back to the grind tomorrow. Friday I was too dead to do much of anything personally; I was at the office until almost six to finish some stuff, and then I came home and crashed. But yesterday I rallied and was as social as possible - I got up in time to have a video call w/Terry, whom I hadn't talked to in forever, and then took care of some stuff around the house before driving down to Castle Rock to have lunch with Aunt B. We went to Pegasus, which is the same place I went to with Barbara a couple of weeks ago, and it was v. tasty. Then we went back to her house and I packed up some inheritance for me and [censored] (Drewbaby wasn't cut out, he just has no interest in china or glassware, which is odd). We also went to a liquor store so that I could use my extensive expertise (or rather, my liver's extensive expertise) to help her get some wine for the rest of her time here.

Then I drove up to Denver, where I had dinner with Katie, James, and their girls - we went to Marcella's, which was pretty tasty (although my pasta was the weakest dish of the night; I would blame the gluten free pasta, but it tasted like they didn't cook the onion or garlic in my carbonara, which made it trend slightly more toward disgusting than I would have liked). However, the rest of the food was really good, so I'd go back and try something else. After we ate, James took the girls home, and Katie and I walked to Lady Jane, where we had a couple of cocktails and went deep on life. I hadn't been there before, but the cocktails were delightful - and of course, Katie's company is always a winner.

When we were done, we walked to her house, where we hung out in the guest room and talked to James for awhile before it was bedtime. I slept reasonably well and woke up this morning without a hangover (rare for my nights with Katie, since I have trouble pacing myself when the conversation is flowing)...but I still stuck around to con James into getting breakfast burritos for us. Then I came home (with a quick stop to run an errand at Nordstrom), showered, messed around for a bit, and went into the office in an attempt to get something done (mostly unsuccessfully - I really didn't feel like working today).

I also talked to my parents, who seemed to be doing better than usual thanks to the fact that the sun was shining and the snow had melted off for the first time in decades. And I took care of my rather dire laundry situation - I'd been keeping up with laundry but had not been keeping up with putting it away, which is super rare for me (and probably the clearest sign of all that I was vaguely depressed since Uncle Mark died, since I never leave overflowing piles of clean clothes lying all over my floor/guest room/living room). I also made avocado toast, then talked to a coworker for like forty minutes (not an emergency but also not something that could wait since it's in relation to a meeting I have tomorrow morning). I should have done more work tonight, but it didn't really happen - which means I should sleep now so I can hit it hard tomorrow. Goodnight!

traveling at the speed of light

No blog tonight - I'm in Katie's guest room after a very fun and low-key girls night out, and sleep is very much desired at the moment. Goodnight!

run for the hills

No blog tonight - I need to stop looking at screens so I can get up and write tomorrow before starting the rest of my day. Goodnight!

missing

I worked from 9:30am to 12:15am, with a quick break around 7:30pm to drive home and eat some soup before settling in on the couch for another marathon session. It's performance review season, so there's no rest for the wicked (and by that I mean for managers). The end is in sight, but the next few days will be rough.

However, that's not a problem for tonight - it's time for bed instead. Goodnight!

the clouds breathe for you

It was a snow day, but it doesn't feel like the snow days of my childhood, when there was nothing to work on and nothing to do other than read and hope the power didn't go out. I was still hoping today that the power wouldn't go out (it didn't), but I worked straight from 9:30 to 6, took a break to make dinner, and then worked for a couple of hours tonight. The downside of a distributed office culture is that I'm used to working with people over videoconference anyway, which I can do from home.

However, the serious upside of today was that the blizzard wasn't really at all blizzardy in Boulder - we're too close to the mountains, and the wind doesn't have enough legroom to really get going up here. But some of my Denver coworkers lost power by ten a.m., and it sounds like many people had a rather miserable day of it. In my area, the snow fell pretty fast for a couple of hours this morning - and it fell on top of what had been rain for several hours, so I wonder how slick it is outside. But all in all it could have been worse.

Also, the other serious upside was that I followed through on making a new dish that I wanted to try - a chicken chile verde in my instant pot. It took way longer than half an hour - these recipes never include the time it takes for the pot to come up to pressure, only the time that it cooks under pressure, which sometimes almost doubles the timing. But I'm sure instant pot has seriously discouraged any sort of accurate reporting on that, since it takes away from the 'instant' moniker.

That said, the chicken was fucking delicious. I wasn't able to find the anaheim peppers last night (Whole Foods was sold out), and I would probably use serranos instead of jalapenos next time because I wanted a little more heat, but really, this was quite delicious. I also made some cilantro lime rice to eat with it, and that turned out pretty tasty too - so all in all, it was a total win (and a good way to relax with a knife for awhile, which is why my mood called for).

And now I need to sleep - the other other serious upside about today was that I wrote before work, and I'd like to keep it up. Goodnight!

bomb cyclone

I already know that I'll be staying home tomorrow - the office is closed because we're expecting a blizzard of some sorts, although it looks like it's mostly rain tonight (it was 55 degrees when I left the office at 6:30pm, so it's a little hard to believe that tomorrow may be one of the worst winter storms they've had in Colorado). So I spent today getting some work done, and had a scramble at the end of it to cancel everything that was scheduled for tomorrow for my VP's visit (hopefully she made it out of Denver today instead, but that's not up to me).

After work, I grabbed dinner at Motomaki, went to the grocery store to stock up, got gas just in case, and then came home, where I mostly messed around and didn't accomplish nearly enough. And now I'm going to go to bed - goodnight!

knock me out every time you touch me

I'll keep this brief - I woke up early enough to write before work, got to the office at 9:15, and was so busy that I didn't even sit at my desk until 5:45, at which point I decided to leave. There was a break for bingo somewhere in there (team activity because the VP is in town, don't ask), and it's a sign of how much I don't want wine right now that I skipped having wine with the bingo even though they had one of my favorites (a Decoy zinfandel, made by one of the wineries I visited this weekend).

Then I came home, messed around and pretended to work, texted with [censored], and then actually slogged pretty aggressively for the last three hours. And now I really need some sleep - goodnight!

it's a long long long way down

I'm back in Boulder after a perfectly uneventful day - I awoke this morning feeling the effects of yesterday's wine extravaganza, but I made it out of bed and was showered and packed by 9:15 (no thanks to the time change). Shedletskys and I had breakfast in Calistoga before parting ways, and then I drove to SFO and caught a flight several hours earlier than planned. This was great since it meant I got into Denver at 6:30pm instead of 9:30pm, which will make tomorrow a lot better.

But my trip was great - it was a really nice weekend, and I had fun hanging out with my friends. We went to Duckhorn and Grgich Hills yesterday, both of which I love. We had an impromptu lunch at Brasswood, where I had a perfect meatball on top of some polenta, which was great for a rainy day. We also stopped at Flora Springs just because we could, and reminisced about stopping there when I did my birthday wine bus years ago.

Dinner last night was a little over the top - we went to Auberge, which has a (deserved) Michelin star. Their wagyu beef was perfect, and I pretended not to have a gluten issue, which made today bad but meant that yesterday gifted me with an amazing chocolate dessert that I can't even describe properly. Of course, I came home tonight and ate peanut butter, which is almost as good, but my ambience was somewhat lacking.

And now it's time to sleep - goodnight!

for now it's time to run

No blog  - I had a perfect day, but after twelve hours of drinking in Napa, anything I say will be self-recriminating. Goodnight!

that's why they call me mr fahrenheit

I had a perfect day off today, which was exactly what I needed. I didn't get quite enough sleep last night, but I got enough to avoid the worst effects of last night's rose. When I got up, I showered, had some coffee with Veronica's husband, and then did a couple of work things before shutting my laptop for the day. I then chatted with Veronica for a couple of hours - it's never enough, but it was great to get some quality time with her.

At eleven, I left V's house and drove to my old neighborhood to have brunch at Caffe Union. Tony was happy to see me, and I was happy to go there on a weekday - usually I'm only in town on the weekend, when he's too busy to talk. I hung out in the kitchen with him and watched him cook while we talked for half an hour or so, and then he made me my usual huevos rancheros, which I ate while sitting at the bar and talking to Lori (one of the servers - I am friends with her and Tony on Instagram so I have a few glimpses into their lives, but it's not the same as seeing them in person every week).

So that was a delightful way to start the day, and would have made the day memorable no matter what else I did. But the fun didn't stop there - I drove up to Sonoma and met the Shedletskys at Gloria Ferrer. We sat on the patio and drank sparkling wine, and it was a perfect day for it since it will probably rain tomorrow. When we left there, we drove to Calistoga - we have grand plans for wine tomorrow, so it should be a good weekend.

We had dinner at Solbar, which I'd been to once before, and it more than lived up to expectations. And now it's not quite ten, but I would love to get nine hours of sleep, so I think I'll tuck myself in early. Goodnight!

there doesn't seem to be anyone around

I'm safely ensconced in Veronica's guest room, which is so much better than the place I stayed in Mountain View that it almost feels like the Four Seasons.

I slept okay last night because the night before was so laughably bad that I was too exhausted to stay awake all night. That was a good thing, since I had a presentation to my VP's boss this morning, and I had to get up early enough to shower, please, drive to the office, prep, and have breakfast before the meeting. Luckily, I accomplished all of this, and the presentation went really well - which may, as these things go, result in more work in the long run, but for today was a victory.

I then spent the rest of the day meeting with people I liked, and I left at 4:30 to drive to SF. I spent the night hanging out with V - she made a tasty green curry in her instant pot, and we drank two bottles of rose and gossiped for six hours, so that was all so so delightful. This kind of night is something I miss about living in SF... But I can't let myself get tempted, because I don't miss the microcilantro, which is something I would have to eat all the time if I were living in the decadence that comes with the fall-of-Rome vibe of San Francisco.

sssanyway... Now it's time for bed - goodnight!

run boy run, this world is not made for you

I slept terribly last night - this is really an awful hotel, so much so that I told my boss I'm never staying somewhere like this again just to stay under our travel cap. Since I'm usually relatively frugal with corporate travel (as opposed to my own travel), this may have surprised her. But I'm hoping I get some sleep tonight - last night I'd had too much wine during my endless delay in Denver, and also too much caffeine, and also did too much work and so my thoughts were racing.

I dragged myself out of bed sometime after six, and was in the office by 7:30. I worked straight through, no breaks, until five. Then I took an excursion to the San Jose airport - I didn't feel comfortable renting a car last night due to my moderate but steady and l wine consumption, so I took lyfts yesterday and today. But I get super carsick as a passenger in traffic, so I decided it was worth it to pick up a car today so that I don't have to get myself to the city in a vomitmobile tomorrow.

Then I came back to mountain view, called Aunt Kathy, and had dinner at my favorite Mexican restaurant. And now it's only 9:17 but I'm going to go to bed - I need to be sharp tomorrow, and I hope sleep will do the trick. Goodnight!

take me back to constantinople

I'm in the shittiest hotel I've ever stayed in in Mountain View, which is still costing my company $240/night because that's how economics works here. I got up early enough to write this morning before work, which was a minor miracle. Then I went into the office, had a meeting, then had coffee with Tomas and Dave (the coworker who sat next to me in my old job, whom I haven't seen in like three years). Dave was in town for something and had set up time with me and Tomas, so we hung out for an hour - not a terrible break from the grind, but probably not the most useful thing I could have done today.

Then I had more meetings, had lunch with Alice, and drove to the airport, where my flight was delayed by three hours due to wind in SF. So I got quite a bit of work done at the airport and on the plane. And now I should sleep - goodnight!

now it's turkish delight on a moonlit night

I started my week off on the right foot this morning, since I actually wrote before work. I'd been in it to win it during my writing retreat, but then Uncle Mark died and I spent a week in Iowa for that, and then I spent the three weeks after that trying in vain to catch up after being out for two weeks. But there are glimmers of light at the end of the tunnel - it's probably rescuers tunneling towards me who are going to accidentally collapse the tunnel on top of me rather than pulling me out, but I'm going to hope for the best.

So I wrote before work, then went into the office, did a bit of work while eating breakfast, made yet another presentation to my VP and her directors (my team and I are getting pretty good at pulling slides together quickly, and this one went well), then had a mix of meetings + more time to get stuff done. I ended up staying at the office until seven in an attempt to get through some email backlog, but I was only moderately successful. So I came home, ate some leftovers, and packed my suitcase - I'm headed to California for a few days, which should be stressful at first and hopefully delightful later.

And now I'm going to go to bed so that I can hopefully write before work and still make it to the office on time in the morning - goodnight!

time, time, time, see what's become of me...while i looked around for my possibilities

I should probably be in bed...but that's always what happens at 11pm on a Sunday, when I've spent the weekend luxuriating in the bedtimes/waketimes that my body would prefer if it didn't have to go to an office. Today was more productive than yesterday, although it wasn't maximally productive - but I did three loads of laundry, finished a deck for a presentation tomorrow, made a very awesome instant pot beef stew (thanks to V for the recipe!) that I will have to freeze since I won't be here to eat all of it, and also talked to [censored] and talked to my parents.

So, that was all a fairly lowkey cap to a v. lowkey weekend. It was still snowing through most of the morning / early afternoon, and it's only two degrees outside right now, so it was not really the kind of weekend for getting out of the house. I'll have to get up and go into the office tomorrow, though, so sleep really is a good idea. Goodnight!

there's a patch of snow on the ground

I slept over ten hours last night, so today was pretty slow - I mostly procrastinated, then took a bath, then got my nails done. When I came home, I exerted myself just enough to make dinner (spaghetti carbonara), and then I was going to write... But my desires got the best of me, and I finished the last five episodes of The Umbrella Academy instead (#noregrets). But I should do more tomorrow, so it's time for bed - goodnight!

i think we're alone now

I dragged myself out of bed at 6:30 so I could go into the office and work before work actually started....so you can guess how thrilled I was when I was finally done with my endless string of meetings at five p.m. There was some stuff I probably should have done tonight, but instead I went grocery shopping (it might snow a lot here this weekend, so I needed to stock up), and then came home, ate grocery store sushi, drank some wine, and binged five episodes of 'The Umbrella Academy'. I don't usually binge tv, but when I do, I make it count.

And now it's time for bed - goodnight!