my weekend/beginning
Sunday I drove down to PG to see Mo. When I got there we played backgammon, watched tv, and started a bonfire on asilomar beach - my first successful encounter with flames + ocean. Also had lunch with his 'pops' and survived another few painful conversations. Monday we played frisbee and went to an awesome blacklight minigolf place. Indoor minigolf must really calm people down because all the equipment was in good condition. I know that isn't the case with Scandia because we beat the shit out of it to avenge the stupid windmill. Today I drove home and made it back safely despite Mo's crappy directions which made me take a short detour through santa cruz.
Now I'm working Thurs-Sat for the rest of the month but I'd like to get more hours. There's really nothing to do at home anymore besides put more shit into boxes and kill spiders. Both make me uncomfortable.
Now I'm working Thurs-Sat for the rest of the month but I'd like to get more hours. There's really nothing to do at home anymore besides put more shit into boxes and kill spiders. Both make me uncomfortable.