got a ride to OC yesterday afternoon, and managed to run into just about everybody that i didn't want to see. got stuck at TC and couldn't find anything else to do until michael and i decided to go to Cafe Plaka and eat Greek food.
after that we went out to play pool, but only made it through two games ... i was tired and cranky, i really don't know what was going on with him. i think he was tired too. so we went back to his house, and i crashed out ... pathetic, eh?
but i was so tired from a rough week ...
there's so much going on that i don't have the heart or energy to write about, much less to do ... there are projects i have half started, there is legal shit i need to take care of, bills to pay ... and i just can't do it.
today i'm going back to oc. i don't know why, except that i don't really have anything else.