It's September 30

Do you know where your copy of A Night in the Lonesome October is??

'Cause I sure as hell don't. *humph*

Best laid plans

I really and truly meant to go to bed early tonight. But there were copious amounts of laundry, and then I wanted a hot bath.

And now it's 11, and I'm all melancholy. Staying up too late makes me mopey and sad.

And tired. That too.