Unfocused brain

It's 2:30 on my "Friday".

My brain? Done.

Been a funny, odd day. I think the mood in the office, and at large, seems strangely cheery. Ever noticed when people around you just seem to be in a better mood as though due to some kind of unspoken signal?

Maybe it's 'cause I'm sitting on the remote. Hang on. Let me switch the signal from the satellites.

So the three-day weekend will be pretty full. I had to do some schedule jogging due to that "events are cowards" situation. The people I'm flaking on I'll have to make it up to somehow.

And I have writing group on Friday. I've actually gotten stuff done... though not my goals.

Ah well. I have tomorrow.

I've had too many dark chocolate Joe-Joe's to be able to think coherently.