Me too! My friend called me last night and said he was standing up in the hallway meowing away. Like normal. phew.

In other news, I just had the most delicious beef stew. Leftovers from what my bandmate made for pre-practice dinner last night. We Are the most well-fed band in Rock and Roll.

You should totally introduce yourselves that way.

Oh, I'm so glad Joey the Cat made it home OK!

You should totally introduce yourselves that way

We did thank "tacos" in our liner notes...also some other things. Cookies probably. And orangina.

gronk. I just want to crawl in bed. I stayed up too late last night, knew I would feel this way and still did it. I get to go home soon, but first my computer needs slight tweaking, something doesn't work right after it was reimaged.

On top of that I have to type/edit a letter from an employee who tends to write inflammatory letters and memos that have to be taken down several notches before they can be seen by anyone. This is a particularly hard one.

Oh, and the drivers for the sound card are messed up and have been since the reimaging...which means everyone sounds like chipmunks when I play music.

Although jeff buckley and rufus wainwright sounding like Alivn were kind of funny.

I'm poking around online- what's a fun place in Chicago I should demand to be taken to? A fun nightclub? Something neat to do? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?

Second City? [link]

Cats are coming home, people are getting new homes, and Princess Tickybox's arrival is immanent. Sounds like a good day around Bitches.

I just got back from Amsterdam last night, so I'm feeling pretty good myself. Terrific city.

Ooh! That would be fun!

It so was. Four days of museums, booze, canals, food, more museums, more booze, and the occasional cutiehead fella. I only got an actual pass an hour before I was due to leave, alas. Still, it's nice to be flirted with.