Someone bring me a margarita. A proper one, with the ice all crushed in it.

No, nothing to celebrate. I just think a nice, cool, lime margarita would go down really nicely about now. Good for the throat, you know. Oh, hey, if we need a reason, how about we celebrate the fact that I m upright and functional?

I just did a bunch of author maintenance stuff. Now, back to the anthology ms.