It’s late, and I’m really drunk on wine & port & Charles Barkley (nb not that Chales Barklay) whiskey and ~ is cooking meatballs in the kitchen whilst Wortwut sits on the folded-out futon couch.
And I’m Concerned.
I wish you the very best.
Really do.
I loved Charles Barkley when I was a little’un. Again, the basketball player… otherwise it would have been a bit weird.
What are you concerned about?
I can’t remember. I don’t remember the meatballs, either.
Probably having to get up at 7am the next morning to administer social research telephone surveys.