Saturday, August 18, 2007

It'll all end in tears...

Ahh, the vagaries of Saturday night. I have a particularly weird collection of things happening around me as I write this:
  • My 18V cordless drill (I'm recharging the batteries for a construction gig Sunday afternoon);
  • A pile of indie band demos from a secondhand CD store;
  • A calculus book;
  • A piece of dark chocolate;
  • A large Margarita frappé in a frozen picnic mug (a few Triple Sec fumes short of being a triple);
  • A clarinet.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.

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