There are now in existence an inordinate number of photographs depicting me being a complete idiot, all from the past week or so. I need to stop.

And I will. I'm done. Tonight I went to my third Halloween party in a week and I have filled my partying quota for at least a year. You can all count me out for New Years, I'll be hiding under my bed with my cat.

I am glad, though, that in the midst of working long hours and being a drunken fool I was able to help Eliz and Andrew move to their new and very cute apartment. I actually had fun and it felt good to accomplish something practical.

Anyway, I think sleep is now in order. When I wake up my life will be free of angst, right? Good. I thought so.