Sales.

I saw Gus today. Trippy.

I also sold some more tickets to Winesoc’s first dinner. We sold out. Even more trippy.

Uni’s already boring, yet I intend to force myself to accomplish my work. As long as I sit down to do it I’ll be ok. I think.

I don’t want to work tomorrow or Friday night. I don’t have a choice. Things are looking up.

Some silly Winesoc member hasn’t gotten back to me about the two tickets I’ve reserved them. How rude. I’ll have to bust their chops.