Friday: Hour of overtime in the morning, so work at 4am. After work, Deep Thin Joe concert. Thin Lizzie, Joe Satriani (*drool*), Deep Purple. We only stayed through Joe - really, he was the reason we were there. Saw some head-banging that made me cringe (and not just because I feared a flailing limb would smack me in the head, though that was a concern as well), then home with the Stultzes (well, Stultz and Deleva) and *thud* after chatting with Stultz and revelling in the goodness of the Food Network. Really want to get cable now...

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*.