Good morning, all!
I'm feeling a bit ragged this morning; last night I slept with the aid of no Tylenol PM, muscle relaxer or pain medication. I slept fitfully, but I did sleep rather well from 11 pm to 8:15 this morning. My ankle is killing me at the moment, and I shall soon run for the Vicodin because I have laundry to deal with this morning. I'm thinking that I shall take it easy today and not leave the apartment unless necessary. Because I'm accomplishing very little at the moment, I'm making no money and I am up to my ass in debt, so I need to finish the Loesser score ASAP to make room for next week's Brent Barret work and more of Moross' GENTLEMEN BE SEATED. I brought home yesterday one chart to proof for LIFE BEGINS AT 8:40, and that's my weekend until Sunday, which is a rather manic day in which I need to be out and about.
DR vixmom, I would love to see you! I'm hoping when BK is in, I'm moving around better than I currently am!
DR Ginny, what's the state of the post-operation John?
DR JRAND58, we're waiting for the opening night post mortem!
Is today the DVD-CD day?
DVD: Two Netflix BBC thrillers, IM WEISSEN ROSSL
CD: Guy Haines, who always cheers me up, Liz Callaway, Jacques Offenbach imports from Amazon.fr
VCR: Not tonight, Josephine!