Sententiae Draconis

Yesterday at work was one of those free stuff days that happen every now and again when you work in a hotel-ish-type-place. We just had a huge group in for a conference that took up the entire building, and most of them left yesterday. I was working a desk shift, and I stripped a bunch of rooms because there was literally nothing going on.

The end result: three unopened Bacardi Breezers and a paperback copy of Death Comes for the Fat Man by Reginald Hill.

*Buster voice* Wicked.

I'm not a huge fan of coolers (ack! Sweetness!) but I can't say no to free alcohol. Also last night was L's birthday party and since I didn't get off work until midnight I figured I'd end up meeting them downtown for dancing post-the party at my place, and thus didn't buy any alcohol ahead of time. Three coolers is not nearly enough to get me drunk, but there were tons of great people around and we didn't end up going downtown for dancing. I also got made fun of a bunch for them (quite rightly) until I told them I got them for free. We're students, we understand the value of free alcohol.

Anyway, I think I might not put on clothes today and just lounge about in my pyjamas. I'm also going to try and watch Baseball. I have no idea why, but I kinda want to give the sport a try. And CBC is playing a Blue Jays - Oreols (sp?) game this afternoon. E used to follow baseball when she was younger, so she might join me for some of it.

Also, any of you people who read the Daziel-Pascoe books by Reginald Hill (and for those of you who don't - why aren't you? British cop novels = wicked) can I read Death Comes for the Fat Man before Death's Jest Book and Good Morning Midnight? Or should I read those first? I know he's become a bit more sequential lately, but I don't know how sequential.

It turns out that I can always rely on you to tell me when I should be downloading new episodes of the shows I love. All I have to do is wake up in the morning and read my friend's list in order to remind me that hey, House played last night, or apparently last night was also the first episode of NCIS season 4!

Anyway, thanks all. Much love and not kisses because I'm sick, but mental kisses. Yes.

Also the Rugby Rookie party did not kill me, nor am I especially hungover, just tired and slightly dehydrated. I'll write a more detailed post later, but right now I'm going to shower, remove the marker from my arms and face and then do my homework for the two classes I have this afternoon.