Despite running on five hours' uneasy sleep, my weekend is already off to a good start. Came home from work and stayed up until eight in the morning in the company of, at various times, my brother, Jen, and Eric. Slept, listened to Dr. Long Ghost push a jingling ball of a ferret toy around the house, got up, talked to people online and via phone, and am currently working on response to literary agent, while listening to the almighty Thin Lizzy. Weather is perfect, beer is flowing, cigarettes are smoldering. Life is good.