The second time in a row I forgot. 'Course I did get a little lit up last night.
Another gorgeous day I have to work. It was just me and Sissy tonight, and it was pretty damn busy. We were steady until about sixish, and then we got a dozen four and six tops. The long and short of it was, basically, I had to cook everything while Sissy ran errands and made salads. She did a pretty good job, though, and we got everything out relatively quickly. Much as I hate to admit it, with Snoop gone, I've got less stress on me and less reason to loathe the job.
Went to Cosimo's afterwards and drank a few. I have become an extremely cheap drunk. Three Dixies, an accidental PBR (bartender's fault, the stuff is nasty) and I was basically too lit up to continue reading Graham Greene's novelization of The Third Man, which is pretty good. I sat up watching a "Jeeves & Wooster" disc to sober up enough so's I could sleep without waking up with a hangover.
And that's ballgame. Hopefully, I won't forget to record this evening's scintillating occurrences before I go to bed tonight.
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