December 11th, 2005


Chop another line like a coda with a curse

On Friday the title for my car came... it was issued December 5th by the dealer, so I'd been playing paddy-cake with 5/3rds Bank for nothing. Oops. Anyway, I now have a railroad plate on my car, and I just need to get it inspected, and then, well, pay for it.

Turns out my typing is no worse when I'm drunk than when I'm sober. The difference? I become uninterested in correcting the manifold mistakes I make. I didn't make it home last night, which was probably smart given rapid ingestion of 2 or 3 glasses of wine and an eggnog. I need to be careful about sleep; When I get especially little (I couldn't sleep Saturday morning) I get cranky easily.

Anyway, it's time to shower, shop, make dessert and then wander off and start packing people's eBay winnings, I guess.