Bah and delight

Dinner last night was with someone i knew from my freshman year of high school and his apparently extroverted archivist significant other. I had a couple pints of beer and fish and chips. (More in my "i'm having wheat while away from home and potentially exacerbating the challenge of travel" experiment.) It was fun --

and i've only a few minutes before the sessions begin again.

Why is there less time when i'm away and there's no housework or chores to distract me?

What was i going to complain about? Hotel food? Never mind.