Pardon us while we pull ourselves together. I had a fab weekend, got farrrr too little sleep and had far too much fun. Tall & Handsome is jetting across the country as we speak, homeward bound. I am feigning interest in work, but feeling a little stretched thin by tiredness... and trying to decide if I have the strength for complex sentence structures.
I have to do overtime at work today and then I have to clean my house in readiness for the flying visit of my friend/landlord tomorrow night. Blech. Maybe I can meet him at the front door with my coat in hand, and bustle him out before he can set one foot in the door? Suspicion making do you think? And more importantly, do we have the energy to care?