Worst Christmas ever. Note: ended Boxing Day drunk(ish) on Reisling watching bad cable TV - Cheaters, to be precise - crying. Finished the Dorothy Parker biography today; she died, boozing too much, devilishly unhappy. I'm off to bed to get comfy with Chet Baker.
Ammend: Chet Baker you're a miracle & God knows we need one:
Dark pall, pall dark, krad llap, F U.
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