Donkey Punch

Last night was fun. Chris, Trev, Aaron B., and I went out to the pub for dinner and drinks, which was nice. We then went back to Ryan's place and scared the ever-living crap out of Erica. This past week, work has been nothing if not slow. A lot of people have already taken off for the holidays, so the usual crew is somewhat thinned. It also means that I have fewer people from whom to get feedback regarding my material. I'm at a stage where I really need that sort of thing, as the only stuff I haven't covered is the stuff about which I am clueless. I should be back on track when I get back from GA, though. I leave tomorrow for Seattle, from whence I shall take a Saturday morning flight. It will be long travel, that's for sure. At any rate, I now sit in my apartment waiting for Zemke to call so we can hang out, roll some dice, and seriously fuck up some dwarves.

Finish Him!

So today, the ice outside has been the worst. I nearly fell on my ass four times between the parking lot and the office. Quite frankly, I liked it better when the temperatures were in the single digits. At least then, the ice was sticky enough that you could walk on it.
In other news, the other night Trev, Ryan, and I had dinner with Ryan's new-ish girlfriend, Erica. She seems nice enough. I think she was a tad intimidated by Trev and me. We are such frightening individuals, after all. I mean, we have beards!
At any rate, that's about all the news worth talking about.