Tuesday I was in training. The class ended around 2pm, and I could either have gone back to work or gone home. Not being completely stuipd, I high-tailed it back home. Once back, I grabbed a couple of books and my sunglasses and headed for a small pavillion below the John Hancock Tower to do some outdoor reading. After about 45 minutes the cold and wind were a little too much, so I decided to waltz in to a small cafe and spent some quality time with a coffee and tiramisu. Deeee-lectible!

Abby made it to Chicago just fine last night. I'm sure she'll talk about the most interesting moments of her drive from Florida in her own LiveJournal sometime soon, but damned if that girl doesn't get into the weirdest situations (i.e. the graveyard picnic).

I will definitely need to sleep in at least once this weekend. Six hours of sleep every night, I've found, is not enough for me. Yesterday morning's drive to work solidified that for me when I realized that I was zoning out while driving through downtown. A punch of the accelerator fixed that real quick. ;-)

There's not much else to blog about, really. My week is pretty boring by blogging standards. I'm gonna go shower and get ready for work.. and that time don't lie. It is the butt crack of dawn.