at night the ice weasels come

Flew solo at work today, but things were very much under control. I wanted some variety in lunch, and ended up with steak tips and tries. THIS WAS A MISTAKE!
I didn't get sick, but my body was definitely telling me "this is unacceptable". I will have to do penance by eating at Grasshopper or Hana soon to atone for my sins.
Does it really count as atonement if it tastes good? *grin*

I just missed the gym tonight, so no running for me. Instead, there will be a couple hundred situps in my future. A long night of painting and commentary tracks will follow, interspersed with some Astral Projection and Sasha/Digweed.

Tomorrow, *say it with me now* some Warhammer, a good long session at the gym, visitations and D-A-N-C-I-N-G!