No words on the 21st. I just finished counting up my words for the 20th, and it's five to eleven and I'm in favour of sleep over word count tonight. I'm on my own tomorrow late afternoon and evening, so I'm hoping for a productive day.
Plus I'm kind of drunk. Darn D.'s boss for giving us an amazing bottle of pinot grigio. Darn the Dog Whisperer for being so entertaining that I just had to watch another episode. Darn the landlord for being so much of a jerk that he inspired yet another discussion about how soon we can get outta here. Darn life for being...life and stuff. Darn the bed for looking so comfortable.