Monday without a Plan

I went out with my buddy Praba on Saturday night. We picked up two of her close friends and went into the Mission to an art gallery benefit. Since last week was a no (or light) spend week I looked a pretty art and smiled at those that could pay $1000 for an auctioned piece right now. After that we went to a birthday party and after Praba drank a little much after being sick she was down for the count. After some political conversation and silly "exercises" I finally got a ride back to Praba's at 4:30AM.

Yes, folks, it's been a long time since I was out that late. Even on Halloween I was asleep by then.

Needless to say it completely screwed up my sleep schedule. Asleep by 5AM, up to feed the cats at 7:30PM, back to bed and up at 1PM. 1PM! Who am I Tony Shayne?

Kidding.

So, last night, good luck getting into bed before 2AM. I could have, but I got the munchies at midnight after seeing Ara's show at ODC. So, I had a little Thai food from Tuk Tuk and watched the Next Iron Chef - then Chopped. Then bed!

So this morning, it was a little difficult to wake up for my CalShakes audition. I did and the bike ride over there was good for the body and soul. My audition was okay. It took me a while to get in. I started with my Twelfth Night ring speech and I couldn't get the funny flowing. I did use the frustration as I jumped into the Lady Anne from Richard III, so at least I ended on a good note.

And now, that leaves the rest of my Monday open. I think there is a magnet on my butt that finds it's match on the couch, for I find myself here quite a lot. Maybe it's because the living room is one of the cleaner rooms in the house and my bedroom is a mess.

Yes, I could clean today.

Okay, first breakfast and THEN cleaning.