What a fine week to be feeling the need to curl up and be a hermit. Which, of course, I can’t do. The Big Boss is still in town, and dragging everyone out to dinner again. Coronation is this weekend, and I’m still going back and forth on whether or not I want to go. If I’m being completely honest, I’ve been brooding a bit too much. It’s one of those things where I should go, but don’t really want to. At this point, a weekend off is sounding very appealing, especially since I’m already planning on being out of town next weekend.
But I’m probably not going to get that. I’m fast approaching the end of my ability to make decisions and/or deal with others socially. So this is probably going to be all I get to post for today. All I really want to do is go home and zone out, or at least go hit my friends with sticks. But I’m probably not going to even get that.