Home Sweet Home

I got home yesterday morning. It was nice of Gail to pick me up at the airport. I was going to go swing dancing last night, but blew it off when a nap I was taking backfired on me. The idea was to take a nap so that I could go out, but during the nap I made the executive decision to just call it a night around 10PM (the time I usually go to the Owl & Thistle).

I needed to get up early today and have lots of bits of business to deal with. Having been gone most of the month has put me in a bind with lots of loose ends to deal with.

I got up at 7:15 AM and started my work. The problem with not blogging as you go, is it makes it difficult to play catch up. I'm not sure if I should just blow off February and start fresh with March, or try and sort out the stories and adventures that happened at the World Magic Seminar as well as my recent trips to Cincinnati.

Fuck it, whatever, who cares. . . .