Damn!

[desperance]

I entirely forgot to bring Saturday's guests into the living-room; from first to last, the evening was passed around the dining-table. Which is, by and large, how it should be and what I prefer; can't be doing with all this shifting around from room to room, playing musical chairs &c. It's all about the food, people...

However. I had artfully left my copy of the journal "Nature" (yes, that one, containing my very own story) lying around for anyone casually to have it thrust under their noses - and I forgot.

In which Chaz fails, yet again, at egotism...

[That cackling sound you hear? That would be my friends. Cackling. My cackling friends, let me show you them.]