Oh man. This is tough. I can feel the cloud of doom settling over my head even as I type. And I'm sitting here playing Trivial Pursuit instead of working. I shouldn't feel guilty, but they asked me to extend myself and I said yes, so that does put me under some obligation; if I had said "I can't do that" then they could have planned around this somewhat. So I have to do it. I have a responsibility to sit in it.
Bleah. The timing is just annoying. Though at least a certain someone is out of town almost the entire time I'll be buried. But there seems to be fun to be had around here for now, more than all year long, and I need to get out of sight for it.
I gotta keep off the video games, too. Gotham Racing, Pikmin, and the rest, it all has to stay out of sight. Movies, except for the very best, gotta go.