At home, three of my space heaters went tits-up, suspiciously. I have central heat but it's kind of Olson twins-weak, so I supplement. I found an old heating pad from when I cocked up my wrist, and big baby jesus is that nice to lay on. It doesn't help me when I get out of the shower, but that's what the 'warming lotion' is for I guess.
I went out to shoot some pool last Sat with cougar and reaffirmed my prudence in not becoming a pool hustler, like my pappy before me. Maybe I'll go again tomorrow.
There's a weekly or bi-weekly departmental party here at work, and they apparently have lots of beer and liquor and have a good time. But the thing is, I resent about half of the people in my department, and the ones I don't resent I just think are ugly douchebags. So I don't want to get to know them in the least. The last thing I want to do with them is get drunk. I think at some point it will be our turn to host the party, in which case I suppose we'll have to buy alcohol, and maybe just leave it in the room for those fuckers. We seem to be the only ones who skip lunch and work until 8 and through the weekend, and (partially) because of that the rest of these people are valueless in my eyes.
Have a happy weekend!