• Mood: tired

Retreating in a Generally Forward Direction

Last night's Dinner and ... was a lot of fun, as usual. I was feeling a little guilty - Frida had called up earlier, obviously depressed - but this was the plan for this week. And I only get so much Debbie exposure at a time.

I brought some chips, baklava, and cookies. This was apparently a good thing - they disappeared fairly rapidly. However, shortly after that jeffercine finished barbequeing Debbie's chicken, and we dug in...

I wasn't in the most social of moods last night. I mean, yeah, I talked to several people, I had a good time, I laughed, I almost survived Jeff's first attempt at absinthe - but I kept feeling detached. I spent the end of the night on cekyr0's computer researching DBA filings, while most everyone else watched "Little Britain."

Ah well. After I got home, around 2am, I discovered one of the reasons Frida's depressed: I got an email from Stuart in Houston. He had a problem with the program I'd been using. I was fortunately able to fix his problem (Yay me!), so he could get at least 5 hours of sleep before starting again in the morning. Poor guy. They're running him ragged on this present project, and he's a committed enough type to let them.

Today I got up in time to do lunch with timenchanter. This had three functions: He had to leave work for a full hour, and couldn't obsess over the umpteen thousand projects he's trying to handle, I had to get up before late afternoon, and we both got to spend some time together. A definite win-win-win scenario.

From there I headed to the county offices, and filed my DBA form. Then to my bank to deposit a check and try to open a business account - except I can't until the relevant person comes back on Monday (It's a very small branch of a small credit union, but they've always done right by me). So that's on hold.

Then down to the Alameda to the offices of one of the various "newspapers of record" (Read: Papers you've never heard of) to publish my DBA information, as required. Then some shopping, and some standing around the garden section of Home Depot trying to converse over LJ with misswong77. For some reason that building has terrible reception, so I was stuck hanging around the mulch for about 25 minutes waiting for pages to load.

Now all I need to do is open the new bills from PG&E and the water company, and see what the damages are - I think these are third notices, so I may have to go in tomorrow to handle them...

Flake? Hell yeah!