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Amazingly, I got everything done at work, played with Friday, then went to the gym and had the best workout I've had in months. What's more, instead of being completely drained like I usually am after, I actually had *more* energy.

Julian wanted to have people over for game night, so I started herding cats. Only Erik Mantsch and Matt McEwen were able to make it, and Erik was already high when he arrived. He wanted to play his own game, Money Pit. It was okay. Towards the end of the night, I mentioned I had to work the next day, and Julian got really pissy. He ended up in a huge argument with Erik over the game, and then with me for not siding with him in the argument. I told him to leave, many many many times. He refused and I finally tried to throw him out bodily. He cried and screamed and got *very* angry about me being supposed to love him. I do cold very very well. Possibly too well, as he finally did leave, but took a cheap shot first, hitting me in the face before running out the door. In retrospect, I'm glad he ran. I've been very proud of my restraint with him, but I nearly ran after him to finish the fight.

I sat there with Bryan and Matt, occasionally mumbling "fucker hit me," but eventually had some water and went to bed.