• Mood: exhausted

Writers with Drinks stay up far too late.

Because Jay was in town, I got suckered by calendula_witch into joining them at Writers With Drinks. It was fabulous. The first one was a funny lesbian vaguely ranting thing which had me wondering, but each one was progressively better and the final two had me in stitches.

Against my better judgement, Charlie and Jay talked me into going out to dinner with them (and many others) and we had further drinks and discourse there too. All of which put me home at midnight, alarm set at 5am to head up to Thunderhill for some testing on the recently dynoed and remapped Superstock bike. Oy.