So, somewhere in between the hectic nature of this week and the slowed down pace of tonight, I guess I totally forgot to tell some people* that I'm going to New York.
For a week.
*Sorry if you are one of these people. E-mail me if you want a postcard of forgiveness. Or sexual favours. Although I can't promise I'll provide on the latter. Unless, of course, you have a beard. (And manage to find your way through my gauntlet of other ridiculous and unreasonable expectations.)