Wow. Mixed feelings of happiness and guilt. How Megan planned for this evening to go: DayDreamer's Guide meeting at 5:30, swing by mixer a little after 6 for a quick free dinner, arrive only slightly late for 7:00 March Meet-up. How tonight actually went: Day Dreamer's Guide meeting at 5:30, arrive at mixer a little before 7, food takes 2 hours to arrive, never get to March Meet-up. Instead, have really, really good time with friends. So, happy about having so much fun with people I care about, guilty about not going to "making the world a better place" meeting. Feel like a hypocrite. Also feel irresponsible because goal for today was another two pages of writing about refugees and whatnot and instead all I really want to do is pop a movie in and go to bed. Just enough alcohol in the system to be sleepy. On the bright side, it's "only" 10 pm and perhaps with a little coffee I can stay up for a couple more hours and crank out a couple more pages and redeem my worthless butt. Let's hope so. As Travers mentioned, it's way too early in the week to be starting. Tomorrow is St. Pat's, so it's mostly a waste. And Thursday is Taco Mac night. Sheesh. I'm more of (ok, perhaps just as much of) an alcoholic as I was back during freshman year!