Had to take a taxi to tonight’s Poly Boston dinner (which was lovely; I treated the haze of pain I was in with a haze of wine) and from there to
plumtreeblossom’s place, but I’m done having to move very far for a while. And with some luck, I’ll be able to walk tomorrow, and without some luck, at least I have a doctor’s appointment scheduled for Thursday.‘Codeine... bourbon.’ —reported last words of Tallulah Bankhead
