It’s almost 9:30 and I just got home from work. I boarded the train at 7:30. The reason I was late is that I opted to get a drink with my colleagues after work. It wasn’t nearly as bad as it could have been– in fact it was rather pleasant. And the one drink turned into two. The unpleasantness occurred as I was driving home. I actually considered peeing into a water bottle. Knowing my all encompassing lack of aim, I instead chose to pray and was somehow delivered home without incident. I hate when things like that sneak up on a person.

Yesterday morning I made banana bread. I used the recipe I posted not too long ago. The bread didn’t come out well at all. I think I used too many bananas. The recipe called for 3-4 bananas and I used 5. And I kinda ran out of butter and so I substituted artificial butter spread. The bread emerged from the oven thoroughly uncooked and rather flat looking. I kept putting it back into the oven but after an hour and a half I just gave up. Perhaps the real reason for the goopy bread is that as I was mixing the ingredients, MacArthur Park played on the radio. It seems rather fitting that as I snickered about a cake left out in the rain, the bread I was baking would come out goopy.

Tomorrow I have a lunch meeting out in the middle of nowhere and I decided I would work from home in the morning. It seems silly driving to my office only to pay 24.00 for a couple hours of parking. Besides, I got home so late tonight, it’s only right to be able to take it a little easy in the morning.