Will soon wake up, put on clothes, go to work.

Only one day left, and then I can work on my 3rd novel. I've wanted to work on revisions all week and couldn't. It's not that revising is fun, it's that putting off revising is annoying.

I briefly was able to stop into the new '90s themed club, Nerve-ana, tonight, because I was on the press list. It was pretty funny. They show the O.J. low-speed chase on a continuous loop. I had a drink called the Monica, which is said to "leave a good taste in your mouth."