This evening, Friend One and I decided to have a Gin and Garden. Basically, this consisted of Friend One making us gin and tonics, then walking out to her plot at the community garden with the aforementioned Tomato Nazis. I weeded, she harvested, and we talked very loudly and annoyingly about sex. This upset the neighbor, aka Competive Gardener, as it probably made his Mache all aroused. And aroused Mache is unacceptable in a salad.
After Gardening while drinking, Friend One and I made dinner, then watched Friends with Money, a depressing but well made movie about female friendships in LA (yes, women have friendships in LA. They just look similar to tribal warfare, only with Lancome skin creme.) I was a little tipsy before the movie, so I called Friend Two, and left a voicemail for him where I called him "Copy." I do not really know why.
This is a short note saying that I'm doing better. The Gin and Gardening help.