I rode home in the sun this afternoon, wearing only a T-shirt. It was so fucking beautiful, I took a nap for an hour and headed down to the DMV to get my motorcycle permit. I aced the test, now all I have to do is learn to take the road test.
Kate came over last night and we hung around drinking beer and talking and listening to music until midnight, when we decided to head out to the Liar's Club for one drink. Two or three drinks later, I'm sitting in her car drunkenly trying to explain my life situation to her in the 10 minutes it takes to drive back to my house. Needless to say, I came home and crashed. It was good to see her, though; apart from the Lawrence Arms show we went to four months ago, I don't think I've hung out with her in a long time.
I may just stay in tonight and relax. Clean, read, rest. I need to package Dani's CDs for sending and get my ass to the post office by noon tomorrow to send it. Tomorrow's the Pisces Party, so I have a feeling I'll be tieing at least one on and consequently really should take it easy tonight and relax. My weekends are like work days sometimes, and vice versa.
I've had the worst kink in my back, and today it's been ridiculous. Maybe I should just fall asleep on the floor.
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