a relaxing weekend, or an exhausting one, or both.

friday i got up, made breakfast, walked three miles, went to work, and cooked for eight hours. then i rode around with a bunch of random people for an hour, then i went to the big city with matt, clint, and allen. to a german beer hall. where they serve liters and half-liters. it was fun. everyone was in a great mood, and we played lots of different music on the ride down, and did i mention there was beer?

anyway, obligatory snack/breakfast after the bar closed and then home to pass out on the couch around 4 a.m. at first, i couldn't find an empty bed and was poking at the beds to see if there was an occupant. woke up allen. whoops!

woke up sore and tired but pleased. turned down an invitation for tonight in favor of TV. i'm so tired from yesterday.

so. a boy at work gave me his phone number but i'm not really sure how to interpret it. i think he might make a pretty good friend but i have no idea what we would talk about since we have virtually nothing in common. it was a little exciting, though.

still phoning with frank. there's been mention of him visiting me here but i am reluctant to think about it too much after what i went through for two years. that blows my mind, actually. for the first time i can feel that time passes quickly. usually i think time moves on in a leisurely fashion, except for vacations and parties and things like that.

work is work. (word is truth.) not much else to say about that. starting to loosen up a little.

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i just got spam from "termination h. washcloth." that's even better than herman t. zweibel.

and last january when i worked in the bookstore i saw a credit card receipt for "deify law."