Wine, women and [sixty-nine love] song[s]

Today was Wednesday, hump day of the week, so after writing a thousand words of my novel, I trotted out to my favourite local winebar to meet up with some British comedians who were passing through.

I made the mistake of meeting at my favourite local winebar when it was running a happy hour promotion: getting two drinks for the price of one is a wonderful thing when you're seventeen, but actually lamentable as you approach double that age, as you have to drink them all.

So it was that near midnight I realised it was almost midnight, and staggered home almost upright. Damnable comedians and their stage-honed livers! I suspect Thursday will be painful.

Today had been so productive: well, I found http://howfuckingromantic.wordpress.com , which is great for fans of the Magnetic Fields, and I also drank some soup for lunch.

Which failed to defeat my electric-soup dinner. Ah well...