Lounging around the domicile in a beat-up Wang t-shirt and VS jumper, the afternoon slips away as I enthusiastically make some headway through the blogosphere and about 345 e-mails… not to mention, deciphering all of the flourishing ideas tangling about inside the memory warehouse for my newest novel, as well the short fiction piece I’m (also) currently pondering. 

It’s exhausting just thinking about it, so maybe I should’ve jokingly prefaced the above declaration by adding that the Smirnoff laptop garnish is helping to variable degrees.

Arbitrary side note:  The weekend came with a juxtaposition of what has been deemed The Invention of Leisure Chaos… and while there’s still plenty to conquer before the workweek reappears, tonight–after a quick dinner party–I have every intention of curling up and watching relic episodes of Felicity in near marathon-style.