Ended up not going to Bullets on Tuesday night, but everyone else did. I tried to work all day and did very little, still feeling set back, I guess, and finally wandered over to the Golden Lantern to say hi to Jimmy and the gay boys.
Lycia and I texted back and forth and she asked whether I’d hate if she bailed. I said it was fine. (Anyway, “Lost” was on.) Went home and made another omelette and watched “Lost.”
Yawn.
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