Okay, well, no time for an entry, really.

The show went well last night, Fran and I went home, and I was so relieved that I sat down with Cynthia and him and got hammered on the kitchen floor.

Well, not very hammered, as my version of getting really drunk is less than other people's, in fact less than mine when I was in my twenties, partially due to the fact that I can drink more than I could without effect (I used to get completely looped on half a screwdriver), and partially due to the fact that I am 35 years old and it's just silly to get roaringly drunk and puke on the floor at my age.

Anyway, I dragged myself out of bed at 9.40a, I'm a little hung over, I have neither the time nor the inclination to shower (dirty hair works for the character, so I'm going for it) and I'd really like to have breakfast for the first time this week, so I'm outta here.

Remember, if you want a Christmas card, let me know!

Today's horoscope:
A change in routines is likely. You may alter the tasks, sequences of duties, travel routes, or other "predictable" parts of your day.

One year ago today:
Do a job badly, and they never ask you to do it again!

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