Ugh.

Ugh ugh ugh. JH just texted to move our meeting up from "sometime after 9" to 7. Which means I don't have time for a nap, and barely have time to get my (nearly permanently now) dirty dump of an apartment cleaned up and get myself into a presentable going-out-on-New-Year's-Eve state.

Also, I'm cold. And have been for about a week now. Grumpy. Something excellent better happen tonight. I'm not kidding.

Time to down a couple of cups of coffee, put on some terrible K pop at high volume and get my sad, middle-age-acting ass in gear, I suppose....