My weekend turned out better than I thought it would.
With so many people missing from the regular weekend clique, I figured it would be boring. Oh well, at least The Noisy One was back.
I was miserable Thursday evening. I thought I wasn't going to Wafra. So I ate a Twix.
Okay, long story short, after slacking around, drinking coffee for a while, there was a sudden change of plans on Thursday night and we ended up playing table-tennis till 4:00 am. At that point, they said "Let's stay awake and go to Wafra directly from here."
So that's what we did. I killed time till 7:00 am having the great Religion vs Atheism debate. Too bad it was with a couple of numbnuts. But then I drowned myself in doggies and everything was right with the world again.
I slept through all of Friday. Well, at least 20 hours of it.