Post-Birthday post-it:

I've just had a very long, eventful weekend. And though it seems that the proper thing to do right now is to write about it, all I feel like doing is collapsing into bed. The grind starts again tonight, after all, so I'm going to do just that: collapse.

Good night.

P.S. Mercury's turned direct yesterday, by the way. I am looking forward to some semblance of order around here.

*crossing fingers*