I shouldn't have gone to work today.
After stumbling around and having a large breakfast, got dropped off and said hi to Emily.
One hour in, and I was sick of it.
At about 3:30, once the chefs clocked off, the two assistants started helping me, and we managed to get everything done by 4:15. Walked home. God damn.
Then finished the first combat squad and kept an eye on the news. Sent lots of emails and had a lazy conversation with Isobelle.
Tomorrow, sleep in as long as possible, then try and get Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, or watch one of the Al Pacino movies that have been sitting on my desk for two weeks that I got from Oliver.