15-03.03.54 in Book Two: The Fifteenth Year of the Third Millennium of the Common Era

Definitely feeling like a bad Prosebox friend. Been trying to speed read back logged entries and haven’t commented/responded to notes. Granted, there are no obligations but I really do gain a great deal of extremely valuable insight, input, and social interaction from here. So… apologies, forgive me, and I’ll try to do better.

Today was my return to work. My boss was happy to see me; he appreciates the experience and professionalism I bring to the role. We had the long judge today so court took a bit. After work, back to the apartment for some Prose Reading and some other work around the apartment. More P90X with the wife… really kicked my ass. Very sore and hurt in loads of places. As the wife was showering, I cooked dinner and started a load of laundry. After that… Agents of SHIELD, Face Off, and some Midsommer Murders. Then bed. Yeah… quick, pointless day in a lot of ways.

Tomorrow is probably more of the same. Court… working out… maybe some video games. Or… knowing me… maybe I will take a few stabs at some more Bar Reading… just in case of bad news in April.