Horchata is indeed the magic nectar, still rolling on it, had fun at show, some pleasant chats, nice not to worry about getting enough sleep, didn't even much mind getting called by work in the middle of very enjoyable out of town band's set, the paper must flow. Enjoying the sound of distant thunder, strangely dry eyes, a euphoric quality to sleepiness without early morning commitments, oh yeah, instep still hurts.

Trying to make some vague holiday plans but nothing is happening, probably for the best.