So I got up this morning at 9.10a, left the house at 9.25a (no entry, no nothing), got into town in time to grab some breakfast, was early for my 10a rehearsal, and I was sitting there wondering why I had a headache, besides the fact that I only had five hours of sleep, and I realized that I was hung over!

I didn't get drunk last night, but I did have four screwdrivers in five hours, so I guess that explains it. I just haven't had a hangover in years and years so it took me a couple of hours to recognize it.

And I was not the only one thus afflicted at that rehearsal, either!

Yesterday was a pain at work again, of course, and blah blah blah, then rehearsal was a drag again, of course, and blah blah blah, then Nik came and picked me up and everything improved mightily.

He finally met Cynthia and Fran and the kids, and today Cynthia said to me that, considering the way I describe him sometimes, she had rather expected him to hide behind the door, but he was very open and friendly!

Then he and I went to the bar and sat and talked and I gave him his birthday presents, which were a cd of Hunter Thompson reading Fear and Loathing, and a great travel book/memoir by Michael Crichton called, well, Travels that I know he'll love.

And his expense check!

And we decided to have Thanksgiving together!

I was commiserating over the fact that he will be spending Christmas alone in his room with no tree and no turkey,and he said "Well, why don't we have a turkey for Thanksgiving? We could go to David and Tea's...no, they'll be in Indiana. And John will be in L.A., and I don't want to have it at my place..." and I said "We could have it at my apartment!"

So that's what we're doing, we're having turkey and sausage/cornbread stuffing and potatoes and bread pudding and we're doing the whole Thanksgiving thing in my apartment.

...in my apartment...

Jesus wept, I need to clean up and I don't have time!

Today's horoscope:
Be willing to make changes. Sensitivity and a different perspective could add zest to your interactions with your beloved.

One year ago today:
(we know how to hold a grudge in our family, I'll tell ya!)

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