Home and TIRED. Swapped shifts yesterday to facilitate the whole sleep thing.... and then not have to drive to Langley before heading out to Vancouver for a house warming party. At my old digs. How strange is that? I'm curious to see what it's like with "other people's stuff" in it. Plus, it doesn't feel like home to me, anymore.... I want MY OWN place. OWN being the operative word, there.

At any rate. Dinner to attend to... dear friends' wedding plans to talk about *whee* (NO pages tonight during that time please and thank you people!) and then much much needed sleep to get.

I ache.