Wee bit tired...

Last night was pretty restless. I made the mistake of having a Tim's at around 8:30pm -- I get quite the chirp off this stuff, moreso than any other coffee. I fell asleep at a reasonable hour, but woke up at around 1:00 (slow release chirp, I guess). I had just gotten back to sleep again, when the street cleaners did their thing at around 4:30. After another "nap", I was up at 6:30 -- seeing the sun, I feel I have to take advantage.

Thankfully, it seems like two wrongs make a right -- the Tim's I'm having now is at least temporarily pulling me out of this fog.

It was a pretty decent weekend. Had a bunch of TGIF drinks with Ginny before heading downtown for a short spell. A couple of good stories were tossed back and forth before calling it a night at around 3.

Saturday we checked out the hockey game. Our plan to watch it at Christian's was thwarted by the throng of people leaving the Bob Dylan concert and flooding all the bars on George Street. So we headed to West Side Charlie's, where our plan to watch the whole hockey game was thwarted by their insane decision to throw on UFC midway through. Good call, morons. Let's just shut off the Stanley Cup final -- I mean, who in Canada watches that? -- and put on something that's only a couple of pieces of fabric away from being gay porn.

So back to my place where the third period was watched via rabbit ears. But hey, the beer was cheaper, and snacks more accessible. And a favourable outcome.

Looks like after a long lull, work is getting pretty busy again. So I guess I should get back at it...