I’m still busy drinking trying to forget this month ever happened (and failing miserably), and trying to cobble a semi-intelligent answer to a question I had been putting off answering (which is driving me to continue drinking). The good news is I never started with smoking, amphetamines or glue-sniffing, so I don’t have to say, “I picked the wrong week to quit those things.”
Oh wel, partly because there is nothing good on TV Wednesday nights that doesn’t repeat itself a couple hours later (and there probably wouldn’t be even if there weren’t a writers’ strike), and partly because I’m a masochist, I will be live-blogging perhaps the last Republican debate tonight.
Maybe you should take up one of those afore mentioned past times, so you will have something to quick, and take your mind off the bad month? Just a thought. :)