I feel like there's something I should be doing, but I can't for the life of me think of what it is. So now I'm just sprawled out in the middle of the living room floor with my laptop plugged into the system listening to some rainy day music (jazz, film scores, Eric Whitacre, etc) and feeling like I should be out doing something. But I still can't figure out what. Earlier I was going to go out and get some caffeine, a Mountain Dew or something. But I decided not to becase I didn't feel like getting up then, and by the time I did get up the rain started, and there was no way I was going to drive in that rain. Meh. I'm sure I'll figure out something. If it were Thursday I'd say let's go to Tate St. but alas it's just a frickin Monday.
Speaking of Thursday.
Thursday night Cam's coming over and we're doing copious amounts of fun. And in the same vein - I reached a 10. Within months of my first experience. That shit was fucking insane. I don't even remember most of that night. Shoot.
