passing the test

I went out last night with some friends. It was Amanda's 21st birthday, and even though I knew my ass would have to be up at 5 this morning I still hung in there and partied (hard) until midnight. Naturally, I'm paying the price this morning. One ray of light - my boss is letting me go home at noon.
On another note. I finally spoke to "him" about the standup. Turns out he's pretty screwed up about his recent change in events. I knew it wouldn't be easy for him, and I was prepared to stand beside him regardless of what happens, but I didn't really think of that when he didn't show up the other night. He apologized, assured me that I've done nothing wrong, and admitted that he should have called. No problem. I just needed to hear that.
We're supposed to get together tomorrow night, but if I get out of here early we may be able to see each other this afternoon. Being with him will tell me a lot about what's to come for us. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.