Busy on so many fronts that my head is actually buzzing at the moment.
It’s the kind of busy where I feel harassed even by positive things. Like: “Oh, DAMMIT, my brother called, now I have to call him back!” I hate it when I get like that. This, too, shall pass.
This evening: dinner at a great bar downtown called Puck Fair. With Aedin. An old and dear friend is one of the bartenders there. I went to grad school with him, and we were two very messed-up peas in a pod. So it should be a nice night.
