It’s after 9 PM and I’m just getting home. Caught a train home from work (I finally left the office sometime after 7 PM) and then decided to stop at the Outback Steakhouse, just across from the PG Plaza metro for dinner. There was a long wait but I got a seat in the bar and had a steak, salad and veggies.
I’m home now (finally!) and it doesn’t seem like today was a Saturday at all. So much so that I kept thinking to myself that I really needed to be home before 8:30 so I could get a full night’s sleep. Turns out I can sleep in because it’s Sunday.