I'm happy. I'm getting enough sleep. more than enough, but i've been exhausted. I'm going to the river soon. Michael is getting a car. We fed ducks yesterday (thank you, miss_geek, for the recommendation). We had a nice lunch and good beer. I've got a decent schedule for the rest of the summer.
So i have nothing to bitch about.
Yesterday, the heat made the crazy people come out in droves ... everywhere we went, the crazy/retarded would try to talk to us. A drunk in the duck park was getting angry because we weren't friendly, but i'm just not ... Michael and I were relaxing on the grass, flinging bread at ducks, and not in any mood to make conversation with crazy strangers. Then we went to Salvation Army and a 'tard kept harassing us about buying a table. the crazy were out in droves ...
Tonight, I'm driving up to san bernardino ... yay fun wee hoo. but i'll see a couple bands, and it's something different, and i get to pretend i'm still a punk. I hope there's a bar.