Knackered

What I did this weekend:

Friday night was office party night. Was actually okay, lots of drunk people but all still nice with it (most unusual for bunch of lawyers).

Saturday: dashed to garage to pick up courtesy car as mine was being repaired.
Food shopping.
Washing.
Worked rest of day, reading witness statements.
Early evening went into West End to meet thermidor, thermidor's other half who was visiting from the US (thank you deeply, thermidor other half, for Smallville eps and naked Callum!), temaris, moonlettuce, and A (who I don't think has a LJ). A good time was (I think) had by all, even if it did piss down with rain and, due to being too vain to wear glasses, I steered us wrong out of the restaurant and we ended up in Holborn rather than Covent Garden. Was accused of concocting fiendish plot to make sure I got direct tube line home, until pointed out that could also have got direct tube line home from Covent Garden...

Sunday: spent 6 hours doing legal research. Then worked further on legal project, picking up where left off yesterday.
More washing. Ironing.
Also thought of way to fill plot hole in Smallville story started before legal project arrived. Hastily wrote down filler for plot hole, have no idea when will actually be able to work on story again. Sigh.

Am now knackered, Must get early tomorrow to get to work early, as have very tight deadline to make (and damn other lawyer for sitting on project for bleeding months anyway). Will be working most of Christmas and New Year as a result. Bah humbug.

Still, have delectable Sean Bean to look forward to in Scottish play tomorrow night, which is some consolation.