raybear | Feel like I'm gonna drown in this strange town.

Last night I had a lovely time at

herownsociety's goodbye dinner though I had a hard time keeping it in the front of my mind that she's moving away. I have faith that livejournal will help keep us together. And now I'll have another reason to go visit Austin.

My vacation week was approved by my boss today. One full week of no office and not because I'm racing out of town. I'm doing the at-home vacation thing, at least until I decide to disappear for some of those days. Though as far as work is concerned, it wouldn't really matter if I was at home or not as long as my ass is not in this chair in this desk.

While it's tempting to not make plans for those days and keep things lowkey and open, I know I'd be at-risk for slipping into a partial comatose state and when I wake up it would be Sunday night before going back to work and the only goal achieved would be "Get up-to-date on Days of Our Lives". For the most part the week would include: pre-packing cleaning out of apartment (i.e. pick out the good stuff that might actually get me money if I sell it), apartment-hunting, job-applying, and writing. And sleeping-in and going to at least one matinee by myself and hanging out with Myles. I should hang a to-do list in the bathroom (not to be confused with the "to-do list" by my bed....).

My day started off so productive but has slowed to a glacier pace. Once I finish eating lunch I will walk around to get my blood flowing, then come back and achieve the bare minimum of office work before starting work on my "gender and the psychological cock" essay that I've assigned myself to write.

I don't normally say this type of thing, but I'm so glad it's friday.