#100BM Day 82
It is absolutely essential that I go to bed early tonight so that I don’t get even sicker and/or murder someone for asking me for a film’s showtime and/or, worst, throw a $500 laser printer out the window for telling lies and not even being thanked for doing so.
But let’s face it: The Emmys are on tonight and I will watch at least until I yell and bitch out the Academy at least 17 times.
My mood is not the best.
What is the best is David O’Doherty, basically my dream man, so here:
(I will post some more photos and travel stuff later.)