I do enjoy having days off.
Woke up past twelve, talked to a few other skippers, went down the street and bought two overpriced but necessary books, delivered bread to sick children, then came home and did two psych practice exams.
Then bounced off to work, where it was colder outside than it was in the cool room. Ferg had to clean out a rack, so I couldn't do much for a while. Meh. Would have preferred to stay home and study. Angel came on the radio, Jord liked it. Nice to see someone else liking Massive Attack.
Tomorrow, big exam, then big race, then home. It'll be cold and probably loud. Oh well.