Every Planet We Reach Is Dead.

OK! I know the people crave a new update in the life of Maki, and I am here to satisfy that craving. I will even do it in easy-to-read bullet point format because, well, that's the least creative way to convey a lot of information and it's 2am and I'm just not in the mood to do anything other than list facts. This is a Friday in the life of Maki!

• Arrive at work at 8am.
• Plan to take short day and leave at 11:30am to go to the Y to workout and generally enjoy life for an afternoon immediately thereafter.
  
• End up leaving work at 7:30pm instead. SEVEN THIRTY PM. You read that correctly.
• Have cute Firehouse cashier girl attempt to pick me up during my 20-minute lunch break around 1pm.
  
• At least she put my name in as "Superman" for my order. Too bad she works at Firehouse Subs.
• Did I mention that I left work 8 hours after I was supposed to?
• Did I mention that I reached triple-digit hours for my timecard? No, I'm not on a three-week pay period.
  
• Met up with a group of friends for dinner and it was really what I needed after one of my longer workdays, um, ever.
  
• Drank a couple very tall glasses of Guinness and was quite refreshed.
• Finally saw PK's new ride. Even got to ride in it (more on that later.)
• Got to watch the Olympic opening ceremonies with some of next week's dodgeball opponents.
• Drank every time a country had less than 5 or more than 50 Olympians.
• Wondered how Iranians practice for Winter Olympics events (like every single other person watching the Olympics wondered.)
  
• Went to the bar (finally.)
• KitKat will be pleased, I actually met Katrina, who I was convinced up until now was a rumor made up by people.
• She told me I don't qualify as living on the Westside of Jacksonville because I live in Avondale and she lives, um, farther west.
• Found out one of my dodgeball teammates lives literally 4 blocks from me.
  
• Agreed to disagree with Miss Katrina. My point still stands that it takes us almost 45 minutes to get out to any decent bars in this city.
• Everyone made plans to head to the Atlantic.
• Got to ride in PK's new vehicle, after which we parked in the proper place to walk to the Atlantic.
• We never made it to the Atlantic.
• I got to drive a really nice Acura MDX around for a bit.
• People in the know will connect the dots and figure out what happened between those last three statements.
• Those last four statements will explain why I'm home (on the WESTSIDE, thank you) at 2am...
  
• Driving to Orlando tomorrow and taking 4 people with me.
• Driving to Orlando next weekend and taking 2 people with me.
• I just want to sleep for like 48-96 hours. Straight.
  
• My body and everything else going on these days refuses to let me do that.
• Sorry to anyone I didn't get to spend more time with tonight.
• I'm still wearing the clothes I put on at 7:30am this morning.
• I still haven't stopped listening to Massive Attack since Liz mentioned them.
• Except to listen to the song that titled this post.
  
• Next week will be better.
• Next week will be better.
• Next week will be better.
• Three times is a promise.
  

PS: This is not the big draft post that I mentioned in the comments for my last post.
PPS: Have a great weekend, everyone.