05.24.06

Glad I went home Sunday night. Apparently Chris got utterly pissed--so bad that he had a monster-clawing-its-way-out-of-his-gut hangover on Monday.

*sad face*

Seems that everyone's leaving the coffee shop. One guy who'd been there for three years just left. Another one who was coming on his two-year anniversary just put in his notice. How could I go from rank novice to grande old dame in less than six months?

Dang.

Still keeping my eyes open.

Tango tonight. *grin* It's good. Works a different set of muscles; contrasts so nicely with the Krav Maga. I feel well-rounded.

Time enough to grab a quick nap, then it's out the door. Whoop!

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