what's with today, today?

I actually threw my alarm clock accross the room today. was frantic and almost late for work, and had zero energy, even after two large coffees and a ginseng guarana juicy juice. I literally slept-walked through work. But then! of course, Mr Brown shows up with some crazy story. Wasn't sure I could handle it all today, but after satay soup and an evening stroll through Kensington, pretending to be colonial era British and yelling about Granville, and seeing Beddington Sparks in his big truck honk at us, and scaring old people, I am alive again!

Oh Granville! what a chap! A bit weak in the knees you know, but all around good guy! Terrible about that whole mess with the prime minister, I must say Mr. Brown, he did look like an Indian, and there's a war in Bengal after all, what else were we to do! There's no acounting for breeding these days. That's the trouble. Now stop with the sour face, Granville, and refresh the gin! I said dry, dammit! Dry!