14 hour days: bad. 15 hour days: good.
Mar. 27th, 2012 10:00 pmHad to head out the door before 8 to get to Rochester for a first-a.m. court hearing. Followed that with an outside conference at a friend's office, a client meeting, and then lunch at the Dino with one of the sources for my Mets paper (who gave me some good info, but also referred me to a potentially even cooler source). Then two more stops in Rachacha before getting back here for incoming mail, outgoing mail, and settling the bill for Eleanor's truck. That left all of 90 minutes before I had to be at a church meeting at 7.
It was relatively unproductive, but relatively short, and I was home for good roughly 14 hours after original departure. But by then, the Sabres had built a nice 4-1 lead against their leading contender for the final Eastern Conference playoff spot, which I got to watch them extend to 5-1 in the final hour watching from home.
Me and the Buffalo Sabres, yeah yeah yeah.
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Tomorrow: nothing scheduled. A closing either Thursday or Friday- maybe. Other than that, some much-needed up-catching and paper-writing.
It was relatively unproductive, but relatively short, and I was home for good roughly 14 hours after original departure. But by then, the Sabres had built a nice 4-1 lead against their leading contender for the final Eastern Conference playoff spot, which I got to watch them extend to 5-1 in the final hour watching from home.
Me and the Buffalo Sabres, yeah yeah yeah.
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Tomorrow: nothing scheduled. A closing either Thursday or Friday- maybe. Other than that, some much-needed up-catching and paper-writing.