Except that I have no money at all, so I can't really go anywhere or do anything. Also, I still have to write tonight's Ludic Log about some retarded comic book phenomenon or another (taking suggestions, gang...) and I really should work on my crappy novel, finally. BUT ALL MY FREELANCE STUFF IS FUCKING DONE FOR THE MOMENT. Whew. Maybe I'll just get some goddamn sleep for once.
Any of you nerds out there read anything by the Fort Thunder collective? My e-pal Chris Lanier wrote an article in the new High Hat about them and made them sound pretty intriguing, so I might pick some up this weekend, but I'm always down for a second opinion.
This weekend's shopping spree plans: comics, groceries, and either a new tattoo or some clothes from the Army/Navy store on Belmont. This after I finally pay some fucking bills. Hey, my car is almost completely paid off! Just in time for it to break down!
And now, for no particular reason, here's the proposed-but-subject-to-change menu for my upcoming St. Patricks Day party:
- seafood chowder with potato and spring onions
- baked pasta with Irish cheese and stout
- Dublin lawyer
- corned beef & cabbage
- pan-grilled mackarel with parsley butter
- strawberry & Bailey's fool