Long weekend

Huh. Just looked at the calendar and realized I have two more days of work and a three day weekend coming up and only a semblence of a plan. How'd that happen? Not that I won't appreciate the extra sleep, but I sorta feel like I should be going somewhere or doing something of consequence. I'm going out Friday night with a bunch of people and I'm supposed to see a movie and have dinner with some friends Sunday night. That doesn't seem quite as thrilling as, say.....going to Vegas for the weekend. Or heading up to Seattle like I had originally planned. I'm probably not even going to leave my house for most of the weekend! It's times like this when I feel old.....