We played a few games of pool. Boy am I out of practice.
And then we kinda fizzled out. She worked a couple of 20 hour days last week, and has been flying back and forth to Houston for a major case (A lot of that sort of thing going around lately). So she begged off and headed home.
I can't say I was being all that entertaining, anyway - I didn't get much sleep myself the previous two nights, and was kinda nodding out.
So, logically, I shoulda headed straight home.
But that would be being sensible.
Then I went home and crashed.
Today I was supposed to get up early and help my mom take a truckload to the dump - but she called it off on account of the weather. But I've still got to get up now and get my ass up there. Dammit.