I’m home today, took the day off. Though I’m working, of course. This is what happens.

But I got up at 11 and it was great.

Oatmeal and whey powder, and now a huge coffee. I’m trying to get ready for a conference call this afternoon. Afterwards I’m going for a bay swim with fins on. It’s going to be cold, but I can’t wait. I have a kayaker drafting me in case it gets too cold and I start to cramp up.

I accepted an invitation to a party tonight and now I kind of regret it. It’s themed. I hate shit like this. The theme is “super”. What the fuck. Not only does it take more effort now, but once there everyone will be talking about each other’s costumes. I should have said no.

I will either go as “supper” and say I’m misspelled, and that way I can just carry some food around. Or otherwise I can go as “superfood” and carry a bottle of acai berry juice and feed people or something. If there are hot chicks there, that could be OK.

I’m going to need to change my attitude somehow between now and then. Or I could just text that I can’t make it. I’m considering that.

Time to get going. Have a great holiday weekend.