purplerabbits

Weekend was good, even though I seem to have mysteriously bruised my heel and can't walk far without wingeing. Still I made it to the Revolutionary picnic, which was fortunately reached by taxi rather than a Long March. I did try to take a tally of actual revolutionaries present, and made it 5 or 6, but for some reason people look at you funny when you ask this question, even at a revolutionary picnic. I'm fairly certain, though, that there is something ideologically unpure about playing communist anthems on an iPod with its own cute wee speakers... The real coffee vodka went down well, anyway; some might say TOO well. I am not responsible for any people running around like maniacs that may have occurred. I'm told Leila is like that most of the time, anyway.

And today I shall be mostly doing data entry while pressing reload every five minutes. People must entertain me. Dance, my little muppets! Dance!