I didn't make it last night. Champagne derailed me. But I hope Ben made a good show.
Depressed . . . that and rum and good music tend to do that.
At LEAST the weather for once matches my mood. Cloudy, rainy. And tomorrow is a new day. Specifically, a root canal day. I have to turn in my records to the citizenship judge. Oh, wow, how much I am looking forward to that.
Christ, someone rescue me.