Fuck. I'm actually working on this little "piece" I guess, but it's not finished, and I'm too hammered to try to work on it now. Maybe tomorrow. How can something be perfect, but not work? Anyway, I thought I had something to write but I guess not. Another three day weekend coming up. Schweet. Julie's birthday Sunday, Ang's on Monday, Lil' sum'n, sum'n at D's Saturday. Still though...Local H coming up on the twenties. February is turning out to be the crazy month I thought it would be, and it's only half over. Well more than half. Damnit. Maybe I'll remember before I pass out, if not I'll be more coherent tomorrow.