drinking, flailing, nytol

Weekend was fine, big Spektra blowout on Friday night at Jekyll & Hyde’s with the old gang. The three grand social fund behind the bar kind of explained my grinning state later on. Still held it together though, a good time had by all.

Saturday back to The Smokie to see the folks, great stuff. Met my (very) wee niece Kira, who is cool but at three months somewhat lacking in chat. Some top flailing and drooling though.

Another great Sunday night’s sleep, ha ha. Had one winning self-referential dream where I was telling someone in detail how I kept dreaming about them. They weren’t very impressed (though I was when I woke up).
I now also know how a tracheotomy feels after being shot directly through the throat with an arrow. Was then promptly rushed off in a GTA-driven ambulance filled with sick children through a bizarre city.
Family pack of Nytol getting purchased on the way home : P

Should be able to soothe the demons tonight though with the sounds of Yo La Tengo.