I over-ate as usual - I seem to think it's some kind of social necessity. I had my bowl of clam chowder, and my half of a plate of chicken and biscuits. One very pleasant series of conversations later, I headed home to recover.
That took a while. I had the other half of the chicken and biscuits when I started feeling hungry again this afternoon. And now I'm back to being stuffed again. I'm beginning to think that the Cheesecake Factory is part of a terrorist plot to wipe us out through obesity. Yeah, that's it...
Otherwise, not much. I'm working on a logo for the new project, and doing research as usual. Hopefully I'll have everything I'll need ready for Monday.
I'll be at the Campbell showing of Rocky Horror tonight as part of
Don't dream it, be it, and all that sort of rot, what?