So, I know it’s Monday night, but it appears that everyone is done with exams and y’all ain’t got shit to do. So, I say it’s about time for us to visit our good friend, alcohol. Thinkin’ bars around 10, relocate after? Holla back.
We realy need to attempt to get some posts over the weekend… it’s always good Monday-Friday and then just crickets chirping.
Anyway, I don’t know that I’ve had more stressfull driving in a long time. On Friday afternoon, I managed to drive right through one snow storm on my way down to CT (I kept it on the road though, unlike the 10s of other cars littering the sides of the road) and then drove through another one on Saturday to get to Boston. The good news is that the weather cleared up for Kirsten’s race on Sunday and we got to see a lot of good friends. The time in Boston could be summarized by meal with friends, meal with friends, race, meal with friends.
Good times.
insomnia still sucks. i’d ask you for some of your cough syrup, nathaniel, but i doubt it’s strong enough to knock me down.
