Well, the being drunk at 3am thing that I didn't want to happen? Happened. The boys and I ended up at Russian Samavor drinking fruit flavored iced vodka (note: "mango root" does not mean "mango") until the boys' preoccupation with almost lighting things on fire got out of hand. Two financial wizards and a screenwriter totally enthralled by a candle. Priceless.
Anyway. Might as well finish cleaning out the DVR, bake some lemon chicken and sliced potatoes (yum), and hit the sack early. Considering I spent close to my weekly frills allowance on vodka last night, there will be no drinking until at least Friday.
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