Pynchon

Merry Christmas.

Er... Yes.

I am way too drunk to say anything else (Bucks Fizz since 9am this morning), except that I fell over a box in the living room and now have a lump the size of a small boiled egg on the front of my leg and all of the phones in the house have stopped working. I suppose I should call Telewest to complain.

Merry Christmas Everybody. That was a song, you know...