I was thinking that spending my Saturday night alone, reading a book and listening to music, might be considered a little lame by some. But considering the amount of physical exertion and alcohol I've partaken of in the last few days, I'm perfectly happy to sit next to my space heater and read science fiction.
Fuck expectations of activity. Plus, my left knee is still bothering me, although my right shoulder seems to be slowly mending. Go figure.
Tomorrow I'm seeing some Dutch dance troupe with my parents at the Harris Theater in the afternoon and seeing the Loved Ones out at Champ's in the evening. Monday I plan to curse myself for not getting any work done this weekend.
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