too darn hot

Still nearly eighty in the house.
Not really sleeping weather.
Yay for friends who are up late.
Work tomorrow will be fun.
Matt Nathanson on Thursday. That will be actual fun.
Sarah informed me that if I was still feeling poorly tomorrow, I was to call her and stay home.

woo hoo

You know you/ve been waiting for it--CJ Finalloy gives you a drunk post. But, of course, he's all alone. Expet for Uncle Shane. We've been drinking together since the guests left, and now we're pretty monumentally fucked up. But we're boring. Aaaaaaand that's pretty much it. Now you can stop writing in with request for drunk posts. Bugger off!

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Beofre I go to bed, I want to thank certain parties for cheering me up. It was termendously effective.

much like the Sicissor Sisters, I have become comfortably numb. Good night!