Friday, January 11, 2008

This Is How It Starts

I’m in the research phase of a freelance gig, headachey, out of sorts. It’s raining again. Somebody—okay, it was me—has drunk all the coffee in the pot. Company’s coming tonight, and the house needs cleaning. I’ve got dough rising for pizza, and contracts that need signing.

And now it’s noon, and what I’d really like to do, I think, is get shitfaced, flop on the couch, and watch Kill Bill all the way through at one sitting.

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