after working 11 hours and spending half of those hours in meetings, i decided that i did not have the intestinal fortitude to deal with the urban hipsters who would undoubtedly be flocking to Edina to hear Chuck Klosterman read. instead, i will have to placate myself with his appearance on 89.3 The Current.
i’m a little pissed at myself for wussing out. but i knew that if i went i would regret it tomorrow. instead, i opted to come home and do all the stuff i should have been doing while i was sitting in those meetings. this, is of course, an attempt to catch up so i don’t have to spend the weekend working (because i need to spend the weekend packing).
if i make it to september 15th (my potential moving day) alive, it will be a minor miracle. but then, but then, but then after the 15th, work will ease up, i’ll have a new house and things should be grand. utterly grand.