...or at least, that's what it seems like must have happened when looking back every Monday morning. That's why I'm monitoring the situation closely right now, trying to detect the subtle weekend-stealing subterfuge that has clearly been perpetrated up to this point.
On a more realistic note, it does seem like the weekend has indeed been scheduled down to the milli-freakin'-second. To satiate your inner stalker, here's the plan:
Friday:
- 5pm: Commence weekend with supply run to Costco
- 7pm: Drinks at Trad'r Sam's and dinner at Khan Toke Thai House with an assorted bunch o' folks.
Saturday:
- 10am: SPCA volunteer orientation / training
- Noon: Transit to Davis/Sac
- 2pm: Scheduled downtime
- 5pm: Goodbye party for some fellow ex-Team Faters at Chez Nitta et Allan.
Sunday:
- Sunday, 10am: Return to S.F.
- Noon: Catch muni to Golden Gate park for the Stern Grove Music Festival
- 5pm: Wait helplessly as a procession of packed muni buses refuse to board us (leaving Stern Grove)
- 7pm: Arrive home, commence evening activity (TBD... Movie?)
Monday:
- Monday, 8am: Physical therapy (turns out bones aren't indestructible as I had been led to believe)
- 11am: Begin telecommuting
- 6pm: Dinner
- 8pm: Brian Malow @ The Punchline -- that is, if I can convince my partner in crime that this event is worth sticking around for. ;)
See, that ran striaght through Monday! What ever happened to spontanaeity? Hehe, I think I'm looking forward to the Sunday 7pm "open" slot like I used to look forward to open periods in high school... and the ever-so-rare unrestricted elective at Davis.
Ok, seeing as I'm running into the start time for Friday's second event, it might be time to stop writing about the weekend and start living it. See you on the flip side!