The fun starts
Running around yesterday dealing with edits and photocaptions on a batch of tiny and almost pay-free stories I really do as a courtesy. Last night SL, a friendly editor from Hong Kong happened to pass through town, and we met for dinner. Through a series of missteps this was had at the trendiest hotel in town at the hotel's expense, and due to his jetlag, the martinis, methode champenoise, and pinot noir we'd been plied with was followed up by beer in a friendly pub down the road. Result: home, heavy-headed, at 2.30am knowing full well that I have to be up at 4am tomorrow, the prospect of two flights and six hours in Dallas of all places. It's going to be grim.
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