Last thoughts on the closing of a long day/week: I’m just back from Chris’ after a pleasant evening watching rude movies on DVD. I’ll avoid annoying details, but sneak in that his cat spent a lot of time trying to eat my foot. Why? Why not?

I was out for beer earlier with the crew from the office. Hense, follows the traditional post-afternoon-beer-headache-in-the-evening-thing. I shouldn’t do that. Well, I should, but I should plan better and go for the headache-while-I’m-sleeping-thing so that I don’t waste a perfectly good evening with a headache. Did I mention I have a headache?

…and on that note, I’m going to bed.