Friday night: hang out with B.
Saturday morning: up early, drive to Falcon Ridge Folk Festival
Saturday day: see lots of cool musical acts, hang out with friends, and see cute chicks
Saturday night: stay in a friend's tent (hi! :)
Sunday morning: drive back to Boston bright and early, in plenty of time for
Sunday afternoon: Quidam at the Cirque du Soleil at Suffolk Downs, with B.
How insane am I feeling? I think it depends on how much work I have gotten done by Friday, realistcally. If I'm doing well on the work and the unpacking, then I can do it. I wonder how late I can get away with making the decision... Should solidify crash space first, that's the part I'm most dependent on others for...
Evenings and mornings I generally have free this week, so maybe if I work extra hours this week I can get to a really good place in my project at work by Friday. I'm starting to ramp up to the productive part, where I actually understand the code and can make it happen quickly. I hope.
And as for the house... I think any chance I had to help out with the common areas around here have kind of evaporated with the fact that the housemates have already largely done them. I was a good car guy during the move, though, hitting Home Depot a few times, and then later Economy Hardware... And I did a few other things that might make up for it, like talking to the landlady about the plumber...
We shall see. I'll try to see how my housemates' morale is by then, and I will endeavor to make some serious progress tomorrow, despite the big hole in the day that is the client team meeting. Maybe if I get up early enough I can get stuff done before the meeting. (*looks at clock* oops)
It's neat to have peer pressure trying to get me to go to the festival. It's especially cool to have cute peer pressure behind the motivation. *grin*