I’m thinking that operating a sewing machine while stone drunk is a bad idea. But, since tonight’s plans include trying to finish the pillows I’m making, and the work day is shaping up in a way that makes me want to drink, it seems as though the night might end with some horrible drunken sewing incident. I don’t really want to be in the newspaper, at least not for something as stupid as that. Also, I probably shouldn’t drink during the work day, or during class (summer semester starts this afternoon). I’ll have to settle for Advil (for the elbow pain related to too much typing) and large quantities of Chocolate Crack. Looks like I’m not attempting to start any sort of fitting-into-my-pants plan this week.