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No Irish this morning, on account of exhausted from the ceili last night and have a pounding headache which I should probably quaff copious amounts of water to get rid of. Still, a good time was had by all! Or at least a good time was had by me and Anna. I can't speak for the other several hundred to a thousand people at the shindig last night. But it was, indeed, a mighty fine shindig.

Today will be an interesting day at work. Hard to say whether or not the Guild show down the street will drive business to us as it did yesterday or whether everyone will be over there and it'll be dead. In the meantime I'm going to try to get at least one Kink Bingo done and another ten pages or so in Blood in the Gutters.

... assuming work doesn't kill me first. Brb murdering people.