Sunday, April 2

sometimes the hole is so deep it can only be filled with cheese fries

And carrot cake. Yes, that's what I ate for dinner tonight.

It's better than a bottle of Cuervo, which I contemplated purchasing on Friday night. Just to look at.

I'm back. Did finally leave the house tonight for ATOMIC and was 20 minutes late to my own reading, mostly due to the bus, but still. Readers were great; stories about lawyers, teachers and almost-threesomes. Audience was great, and I was afraid no one would come because of the nice weather.

I keep calling Lulu Sabrina. Lulu doesn't seem to notice but it irks me.

I think it's going to take a while.

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