Rough.

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I promised to be to an event this evening.  A meal out, in which a portion would go to charity.  But... I had been working all day... morning... later evening.

I believe I was up around 18:30 last night, and drifted and worked through the day.  Finally getting what else I could do done by 11:00?  10:30?  Then down.  I set alarms for 15:00 and 16:30.  I couldn't crawl out until 17:00?  Or so.  Then had to take a shower, dress, and go... with an half hour drive time and the shower and dressing, it was closing in on 18:30 when I arrived?

So tired, I can't remember.  But... I did make it.  And I did have a dinner.  Not carnivore, not keto, but... sometimes that is the way it goes.

There was a large group in front of me.  And the orders were slow.  Thankfully, they just let me go on ahead of them.  No, I wasn't fussing or such.  They were merely gracious.

As well, I saw one of my friends, and the KoC chief when I joined, and a new guy.  Well, and a few other folk, here and there.

So tired.  But, from getting up, showering, and shipping out, I had too much energy and such being produced to crash when I got home.  I hate being messed up like that.  That is just how it goes sometimes.  Almost ready to sleep, finally.

A good day, if a bit brutal.  Goodnight.