tired worker

we all went out to movieing last night, had a good chat and a great less-than-five-dollar shake - giant iced coffee with a solid scoop of ice-cream. soon after getting home singer came over.

this morning began a tad later than i would've liked. i arrived on base an hour and a half late, and in addition to the usual morning troubles actually got drawn into a debate with an ars on the problem of him pushing and shoving to get into a bus that had more than enough room for everyone.

i spent the morning handling email and finishing the request, then went out for lunch with xor and the space-cadet. it was a decent lunch, followed by a really amusing question from the space cadet.
"wait, so how does a molotov cocktail work? i fill it with gas, put in the rag, and throw?"

i'm sure history has plenty of cases of people throwing them, with the sudden dawning realization that there's nothing left to light.

i was completely bombed when we got back to the office, and actually passed out for about an hour. terrible feeling, that. even worse when some girl walked in for an impromptu meeting and couldn't understand why i kept staring at her blankly whenever she expected a response.

the rest of the afternoon was a hard push to make up for that hour, and left the office around 6.30pm. i've just got home after a long chat with my mum, and now i'm going to call singer and see if i'm going to be eating alone or not.

on the plus side, i get to wake up late tomorrow to go to the bank, and i plan on catching up on some sleep tonight.