Beer bad.

I woke up in someone else's bed this morning.

*grins* However, before you all get excited for whatever reasons, it was only Phil's bed. Basically there was the Elephant and Wheelbarrow, a band, and way too much beer for both of us considering we'd both been pretty dry as far as the booze goes lately. It got to the point of walking Phil home, and then not being able to walk myself back, so I passed out at Phil's place and got to watch him staggering off to work this morning in a state that could be generously called 'seedy'. Mind you, I'm not a hell of a lot better and I have night shift in four hours.

It was a good night, tho'. Something I needed, given the last couple of days. Beer and conversation and hugs, since we got to the "I really love you, mate" stage as well. But yeah, human contact was definitely a good thing.

Oh, and a deal was struck, and I promised I'd post it here so I couldn't weasel out. ;) Basically, if Phil makes it to a Dexcon, I've promised to go to karaoke with him. And actually sing, since I've avoided it so far. *grins*

And Bounce? Thanks for the cds. *hugs* Shall take them to work tonight so I have something to listen to when the radio gets to the scary places after midnight.

It's going to be a long night...

Bit of a busy run there for a while, but I think we're finally caught up. Just one more report to put on the system, and luckily it's a nice short one. And as soon as Sarah leaves for the night, I'm changing into my tracksuit pants and ecofleece jacket, switching the contacts for glasses and basically getting comfortable. Since if I'm going to be here for thirteen hours, I want to be comfy. Neener.