Song of the day: "Too Far Gone"-- Neil Young
Quote of the day: "I'm missing out on a whole lot of gonorrhea right now."
Strange times, strange times, as the Moody Blues would say. Read Pragmatics to the class to lukewarm reception, but that's all that could be expected of such an exercise. Turned in my first actual assignments to be graded, and now I have two and a half weeks off to write whatever I want and hopefully come up with some literary gold. Dinner at Caffe Primo with Martina, then a beer at the Royal Oak while a jazz band played. Then a short porch party and a few glasses of wine before it was all too much and I had to go into hiding. Looking forward to tomorrow...
Drink Count: 6
Holy fuck shit dick balls: I just got angry at my right wrist piercing and pulled it out. Sweet zombie Jesus that hurt... I'll have pictures up eventually. Instead, enjoy more dog pictures. (I'm going out tomorrow night to see David play trumpet in some band, so I'll take pictures of that. Promise.)
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