May 27th, 2010


Am I ever in the wrong place. . .

I should be, at this very moment, lazing about at Brushwood with a bunch of frolicky-free Neo-Pagans, preparing for druidkirk's ordination and meeting friends (new and old).

Instead, I was up at 3:30 this morning, putting on a tie and running mathematical equations to determine how many users I have to ensure we pay for with a particular software product, preparing for a meeting. All while trying to figure out how to cancel my vacation for the day.

Now, I have an afternoon meeting as well.

Here's hoping I don't have to cancel another vacation day. . .

At some point, I know I'm going to snap out of it and say, "Fuck it, I'm going to Wellspring."

It can't happen soon enough.