So the party I had last night was a screaming success. After work I stopped by the library to drop off one that I finished on my lunch break, and picked up another. Then I went home, and read through the new book. Then I ate an egg sandwich (with horseradish–daring!) and a root beer float. Then I tried to ignore the phone ringing at ungodly hours. Then I went to bed.
If all you easterners lived a bit closer, it would have been much more exciting–the blame lies squarely on your shoulders. That’s my story, anyway.