flexagon | Flakes easily when pressed with a fork

Ahhhh! I flaked on An Ras Mor without even realizing... of course, even had I remembered about it I wouldn't have run it, since Saturday's tae kwon do class left me in a state where walking 3 miles would have been too much. I am sorry not to have called and told you I was flaking, though,

bluechromis. I suck. :(

I assume you're all sick of hearing me describe my weekends. Cassilines protect and serve; I work out and organize. This weekend was good for HLM, though--he got to haul out his 12" drill bit and drill through some walls. It made him happy, and I got to tease him about his twelve-inch tool. Alas... he's on a plane to San Diego now, and I don't get to see him again until Friday.

I shall fling myself into work and hope that it drowns my sorrows.