Saturday: Woke up to call Eric to wake him up so he could come get me. Got dive-bombed by one of the Stultzes' cats while on the phone - much with the cute, and little claws. Early plans got cancelled, so we just hung out with folks and had Stultz look at my guitar (still in surprisingly good shape, considering how long it was in the garage). Then sammich party, which involved a little bit of WarioWare, and a whole lot of Dead Gentlemen Productions (Demon Hunters and Demon Hunters II: Dead Camper Lake), along with much socialization with folks I didn't know (and still don't, truth be told - I didn't get a lot of names). Then home and crash.
Sunday: Hiding in the bedroom for a good chunk of the day - staving off panic attacks as the living room seemed to be attacking me. Don't ask. Anyway, basically just a lounge-in-bed-like-a-cat kind of day.
And now, work! Mmm, work. :) Then home and tackling the bathroom (tomorrow: the kitchen. House must be viable before the potluck on Wednesday) and *thud*.
