The short version follows.
Friday, surprise evening at Pickett and Harmony's place, with their three lovely daughters and a tasty dinner. Packed for the weekend once we got home.
Saturday, drove into work, stayed a little late (stuck on a goofy problem, that had me answering simple phone calls, but a call every seven minutes or so for like three hours. Lame.) After replacement showed up, Metro'ed down to Union Station for the eventual dinner. Found myself there with a couple hours to spare. Caught a movie, to be reviewed in a future post. Ran into
Then, big birthday dinner for the Fish. Over thirty people! People from foreign lands to the north! People I hadn't seen in, like, a jillion years. (One of which I found out lives as far away as... Catonsville. Huh.) Revealed to people that, yes, I am being sucked back into a larp. I promise not to go too crazy over it then. With that many people, of course, didn't get to spend a lot of time with anyone, but it was nice catching up anyways.
We took a slightly early exit, to head to our second event of the night - up to a party at
Crashed over there, woke up early (to a kind donation of bagel by
Whew. Busy like a bug, I tell you.
Tomorrow, book club. Wednesday: Lost. Every other free hour not spent working or bebe-watching or commuting this week: painting minis. Saturday: 40k MegaBattleORama!