It’s really late and I’m super-tired. But I’m not too tired to bring you a haiku, my friends.

And so,

two outdoor parties
in cold and rain, the sickness:

Yeah, we party like penguins out here in the sticks.

I’ll write more when I unfreeze.

That’d be tomorrow.

Come visit me tomorrow. tomorrow. tomorrow.

(That was me, doing an echo. echo. echo.)

Okay, I’m going to bed.