A slow week

I've been in a rather somber mood ever since the beginning of the year. Ayesha still isn't speaking to me and I've made a conscious effort to stay away from Christine. Even making Carlotta sound like Minnie Driver in "GoldenEye" during her most recent performance couldn't lighten my spirits.

And I really miss my monkey. I fear I must have done something with it during my alcohol-induced blackout, but for the life of me, I cannot remember anything.

Your obedient servant,
O.G.