Conclusions that don't conclude

I had dinner with Tara last night, and I hadn't seen her in four months or so, so that was cool.

The Dirty Calypsonians at the Note were good, but not at their best. Tara left early so Kate said she had to come up dancing. I saw her smiling though, so it was good.

I was in Myopic and couldn't resist buying three books, although one is intended to be a present for someone at a future date. Me and used bookstores have a love/hate relationship. Well, it's a pretty one-way relationship, but still...

Tonya and Therese both decided not to go to GORP, so Clara and Li-Hong were looking for rides last night. I've got Li-Hong in my car, which brings us to four. I think it says something about me that I'd rather drive alone for five hours and listen to music than go with three other people. It should be good regardless.

Shana called me at 6:30 this morning wondering if I was up to ask about the ride situation. I'm not up at 6:30 most days, and today I was planning on sleeping in another two hours. This dragged me out of a bit of that sleep, and I got up a bit past 7 O'clock.

Soon I leave. I'm excited for the drive and the show tonight, but not for GORP per se. Let's go.