What a muddle. Michelle is "digging on Kendall's sheets". In her condition you would think she could show a little restraint. But he HAD to wear that damn leather jacket and the hat.
SIGH
And Jacqui. Good grief! Nurse Ratched turned up her IV to full force. 2 liters of cheap Chardonnay in minutes. She usually has a little glass per night. I hope we can sober her up in time for the GRAMMYs.
Seamus is nowhere to be found. I suspect he followed the smell of roasting velicoraptor into the Tavern. Between the duck, the squid, Liz the Squeak and Rap he may need rehab.

Enough! I am taking the Red Room. I have always loved Chinese Red for a bedroom. Pure water in the IV and JD on the rocks in a glass. CD on - John Roberts, I think. Now all of you. Go AWAY1 And don't come back until 5:30AM with my coffee. Except you Captain. If Michelle doesn't behave come in here for a nap. I am too terrified of Jacqui to be a problem.
But I don't snore so you may need ear plugs.
Night all.