Local authors...
... are the bane of my existence. They come through in waves, and today I can't seem to make much genuine progress on anything because of all the signing inquiries.
Also my cyan ink cartridge blew up (blue up?) inside the printer, so that's no good. At least I was able to order more generic inky. $200 compared to Epson's $900. Swish!
And I realized today that I forgot Suzy's birthday, probably for the first time in 9 or 10 years. It was the same day I left for New York, and even though it was written all over my calendar I left my calendar in Memphis.
I'm sorry Sloth! I luh you.