Tomorrow is going to fucking rock!

I can't tell you why, yet... or perhaps not for a while (there's a small chance of a confidentiality agreement I'll need to sign), but tomorrow, as noted above, is going to fucking rock.

As much as I can say right this minute: I get to pipe at a product release near Harbourfront tomorrow morning with several of my bandmates. I don't really know when I'll be finished (hopefully sometime around noon), but I know that I will be duly compensated both monetarily and with product.

The only catch? I might have to be back at my office by 4pm for a late meeting with Shell, which might prove annoying on a variety of levels.... not the least of which being the fact that 4pm meetings on Fridays are fucking stupid.