eveglass | Like lighting a cigarette to call a bus...

Around 1 pm, a friend who I know to be perpetually late said he'd call me back in an hour to get together. Well and good -- I was planning on doing schoolwork for an hour anyway. 2 pm, no call. 2:30 pm, no call. 3 pm, no call. I call him but get his machine and leave a message. 3:20 pm, and I decide to make some productive use of my time and do some karate drilling (I try to do 15-20 minutes a day, but I was trying for extra today to make up for my lack of drilling yesterday and Thursday).

I put on my workout clothes. I stand in the centre of the room. I bow. I do the very first move of the very first kata.

The phone rings: "hey, you ready to get together?"

Sigh. Karate will have to wait until later.