K. Elizabeth's Birthday

At Miss Bates' behest, I just spent the last four hours or so with Lawrence's reigning Literati, loosely defined as the rather self-absorbed mass of intellectuals that sits at the back of my Fiction Writing class. It was, given my pretentions, understandably enjoyable.

The Post-Modernist and The Bombastion, as well as non-Literati Sockless Pete and Frisbee Matt, followed me home and are now watching one of my movies in the living room.

I, on the other hand, am going to sleep. More details tomorrow as the situation merits.