We have an opening tomorrow, sir.

Slight change in plans.

Mr. International canceled for Thursday. He tried to reschedule but as we all know, I'm booked up. Just when I was gloating in my glory of a free evening hello netflix! hello cooking at home! Mr. BetterBike got his bike?butt? whatever in gear. So I put him in the coveted Thursday night slot right after F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

I also heard from the guy who was at the receiving end of my drunken Saturday evening antics, the good antics. We tried to find a meeting time this week but could not but we discussed a possible Monday event, so there's potential there. Potential met in real life. I must be an incredibly charming drunk. I'll give him a name after confirmation of the date.