I'm blaming the disease. Plus the number of people that sorta burned out on Sunday and Monday.
The thing that got my adrenalin pumping was walking in to Paula saying "The heater by the booth should be working in half an hour. Do you think the speaker on top would be a problem?"
No duh. So I spent 45 minutes moving it, including detangling the speaker cord, which for some unknown reason had not only been woven into the conduits on the back, but oddly zip-tied in a couple of places.
Almost as if it had been put up by a tweaker...
Needless to say, I was a little late getting started, and the heater never got fixed.
Lots of fun, though, especially since I seem to have most of my range back. I also did the best job I've done at A Lapdance Is Always Better..., though that has nothing to do with range.
It certainly helped that quite a number of people were singing along. I love my friends.
Speaking of which, trivialt was there. No candiddani, since she was off at some inferior show, but several hours of koc_hex. And of course, princesskiti22 hostessing, being as lovely and engaging as ever.
And a cast of tens! The big surprise of the night was a visit by Tim H, down from Portland.
Most everyone decided to go home around midnight, which meant supersniffles was able to get a couple of songs in.
After shutting down, and getting as many goodbye hugs out of Keri as I could (not that I'm greedy), timenchanter and I had some food at Denny's, then headed over to Cindi's place to install her new CPU cooler.
Which didn't fit, dammit. After I measured for space, too. Just wrongly, it appears.
But we got to spend time with Cindi, and a cheerfully drunk segajenison. Hopefully she made it to her new job today, and things went well.
Then home, and eventual unconsciousness. I woke up around 4:30pm, and got ready as fast as I could...
I managed to finally find my suits, and we found a dry-cleaner that'll have both of ours done tomorrow.
We also attempted to get in contact with our landlord to pay rent, with no success. Hopefully in the morning.
There was also some frame shopping for dwo's memorial, with mixed luck. We didn't find a Guinness frame, and will be dropping by Betsy's place tomorrow - she apparently has a bunch of frames lying around.
Otherwise, there were a couple of decent ones at Aaron Brothers.
Dinner at P.F. Chang's, then it turned out Betsy wasn't feeling well, so I dropped off Timmie at the bar, where he's been working all night.
Then some more failed attempts to pay rent, followed by a rush back to the bar given news that Melanie was here. She of course left when I was about 2 minutes out.
And here I've been since. It's been a good night for Blur and the bar. Both Timmie and Ron have been busy for most of the night, and there's been a decent amount of dancing.
I've talked a fair amount with Jason and, oddly, Patrick.
And closing time is coming up shortly...