It was very weird for Bryan to say, “So we’re eating Surin tonight, right?”  How did he know?  “Because that’s your I don’t feel well food.”

So, sure enough, chicken panang and coconut soup was had by all.  Good times.  I really did feel poorly, and the storms didn’t do much for my energy.  So the curry really helped.   I don’t know why I crave curry when I’m sick, but I do.

I’m glad we’re to the weekend.  My body is just so tired.  And I only have fun stuff scheduled this weekend (Pinoke on Saturday morning and Scout’s party on Sunday), so I can take it easy.  Not that Pinoke is easy; I can’t remember working this hard at anything recently.  I LOVE it.  I just hope it comes across as well.

This is the MOST uninspired post I’ve written in a long time.  I’m bored just sitting here, staring at it.  I feel contempt for my lack of spice lately.  Things are just so comfortable (which is AWESOME, please don’t misunderstand), but it makes for very lousy boring posts.  Because you can only recite “Woke up, showered, went to work, came home, went to rehearsal, went to bed” so many times.

Maybe it’s time for a vacation.  I need some new air.