I drive way, way too fast. But I have so much fun doing it. If I'm going to commute like this, I'm going to enjoy it, dammit.
Speaking of commuting, I need to make another excuse to get people out here again. I need a party. Well, I probably don't need one, but I want one. But I have been saying this for a month and can't nail down a date. Friday. A Friday. I don't know which one. Not this one, not the next one. Sometime after that.
I love seeing Tina. She's absolutely insane sometimes, and I have so much fun with her. She's one of the few people I can be unabashedly cuddly with, which is nice. Yeah, sometimes I'm an affection whore. So I dragged her over to Andy's with me, and we watched Andy, Kelly, and Justin play Outlaw Golf. Justin hadn't slept in far too long, and was seriously suffering the effects of sleep deprivation. Michael showed up too. I didn't expect him to, he had made vague mention of flaking out, but I never know with him. Everything is vague. Anyway, he showed up, and I was happy.
So tonight, Mudbath is playing the Galaxy ... it's free ... people should come with me.