A birthday party potluck, Big Bang Theory episodes, and a participant escorted to the ER by security because he professed suicidal thoughts and refused to go, instead choosing to get agitated in a scary way.

Thursday, you never disappoint.

I made banana bread for the birthday party. I ended up sleeping for about 4 hours when I got home, making the bread, then falling back asleep after talking to my sweetheart. It’s never easy having the weird time difference, but it’s ok.

Super sleepy still – almost zombie-like, and I have a meeting I have to somehow care about after work… I dunno how I’m gonna live driving up there and back.

Brain has ceased working. April 1st and quitting time cannot come soon enough.