10 April 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

I awoke in the most exquisite pain, squandering the better part of my day on the classic Drinking With Cameron Hangover.

Cameron's roommate was nice enough to pump me full of Gatorade and vitamins before I headed over to Audrey's.  I took the train and the bus.  Mister Thermometer, Aaron, and Mike Andrews were all there.  Audrey made a potato and char terrine, and then we sat on the back porch for a little while talking about bad movies.

Merrie was waiting at the Beachwood, and Michelle showed up as well.  Audrey reminded me that two years previous, I had referred to her as a "hot fat chick."  Aaron showed off his dance moves, Mr. Thermometer videotaped us, Merrie yawned.  I promised Michelle I would mail her an "Lancelot Loves You" C.D.

When I got back to Cameron's place, he was half-asleep watching Angel.  We talked about Buffy the Vampire Slayer, the show, for a little while, and then I tried to get some sleep, even though midnight is still the middle of the day for me and Cameron had provided me with a small blanket that didn't cover my feet.