It's Sunday morning and I am pleasantly exhausted.

It has been three days in a row of staying out till 2.00 am and cruising through the days with almost no personal angst, excerpt for some momentary drunken maudlinity. (Is that a word? It is now!)

I've already covered Thursday, so here's Friday and Satyrday, because y'all so want to know what I' ( Read more... )