So, five or six hours until Keith comes home. Not it really means much, since he might be doing a radio spot tonight for the show he's producing on Monday.
He's totally stressed out between the show and work; this was not really the relaxing weekend I was hoping for. (Not that a 0700 formation really helped matters much.) It's been an interesting weekend though -- I've met someone in the phone sex business, a manager of a strip club, a very literate drug addict in rehab smoking weed, and a dominatrix who runs fetish shows.
And none of that phased me.
--Annie