I know, I know, still slacking. My bad.

Got a lot going on at work. Busy all the time. I’m actually coming in tomorrow to get some shit done, and I’m on salary! Everyone here at work is going up to Mainstreet Billiards tonight. Am I going? Probably not, although I’m still saying I’m a game-time decision. Apperantly I have the reputation of saying I’ll go so people will stop asking, then not showing up. I resent that. If I know there might be a chance that I’m not going, I never say I will be there. If someone takes me saying “I’m a 75% chance of going” as I will be there for sure, thats their problem not mine. Marianelli’s is another option tonight. Eric’s band is playing there, and Kel might be going. I like hanging out with them, but sometimes I feel a little like an anchor. Depending on who’s there, I don’t ever want Kel to think she has to entertain me when she goes out with her friends. Thats why I don’t go much. Besides that, I could just sit home and hang with the dog.
So, it’s Friday morning at 9:16am, and I have no idea what I’m doing tonight. I guess Kel is right, I do have a problem making decisions.