And I intend to have a very Merry Christmas, thank you, despite my credit card balance.
Someday I'll figure that shit out.
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
So I can stay out late on a Wednesday night and see a political play about Indira Ghandi and eat Thai food with local writers.
You know, I wouldn't have to get up at 5:30 the next morning.
Bah. This fucking job.