Well I'm two for two in terms of missing online games I wanted to play, the BritBloggerment on Sunday and the MATH tonight, the first installment of the Battle of the Bloggers.
But I don't really regret missing them. Judging by the way I feel today, I needed yesterday's torture ... errr therapeutic massage. Damn, it's good to be able to look over my shoulders again!
And tonight I headed west to Tayler and Tawny's for their Monday home game. I've missed too many of these games, and had forgotten how much fun they are. I bubbled tonight (d'oh!) but it's cool as T+T not only paid my buyin as my birthday present but tossed in a raspberry martini too. Poker and booze .... god I love my friends *grins.
And on that note I'm off to bed. I need to be well rested so that I can remain civil to the civil servants at the Ministry of Transportation office tomorrow as I get my drivers license renewed and my bike's license plates transferred from my old '85 Viroago 750 to the spiffy new-ish 1100. If past experience is any indication, the phrases "Are you fucking kidding me?" and "What fresh hell is this?" will be muttered like a mantra for the cranky and put-upon.
But I don't really regret missing them. Judging by the way I feel today, I needed yesterday's torture ... errr therapeutic massage. Damn, it's good to be able to look over my shoulders again!
And tonight I headed west to Tayler and Tawny's for their Monday home game. I've missed too many of these games, and had forgotten how much fun they are. I bubbled tonight (d'oh!) but it's cool as T+T not only paid my buyin as my birthday present but tossed in a raspberry martini too. Poker and booze .... god I love my friends *grins.
And on that note I'm off to bed. I need to be well rested so that I can remain civil to the civil servants at the Ministry of Transportation office tomorrow as I get my drivers license renewed and my bike's license plates transferred from my old '85 Viroago 750 to the spiffy new-ish 1100. If past experience is any indication, the phrases "Are you fucking kidding me?" and "What fresh hell is this?" will be muttered like a mantra for the cranky and put-upon.
That's the actual real name of the department?! And here I was thinking that it was some allusion to "1984". Damn indeed.