Sunday: Do I have tomorrow off?

I think no.  I don't think I get any holidays except the big ones off.  So tomorrow I should pack.  Which means tonight I should do laundry.  Except it's now super late, and I didn't already do laundry.  I better get on it.

I got pizza, because I couldn't decide what to get, and this is a satisfactory default.

Of course, I'm hungry again, so I'm probably going to eat a bagel.  I already threw out a bunch of stuff that would go bad.  I have stuff for lunch tomorrow, and then the bagels.

Ugh travel.