Friday

I woke up early (for me) after a late night full of caffine-induced insomnia. I can pull off getting by on four hours a sleep only on occasion, and today was not one of them.

I had lunch with Dad at our favorite eating spot, talking about good books we've read or want to read. Electric Kool Aid Acid Test, Odd Thomas, works by Philip K Dick, Chuck Palahniuk, everything else.

Afterwards I visted my Shawn, the husband of my old room mate, to give my car its desperately needed oil change. He pulled the dipstick out twice, looking confused and even amused. "There's no oil on the stick." He pointed out.
Loooooong overdue.

I picked Z up during his split shift break. We crashed at Darlene's for pizza and conversation, and after he got off shift, we went back to hang out Darlene, Daniel, and Lena. It was grand fun, I love it when I have a chance to spend time with my friends. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.

Now I am finally home, and the responsibilities of reality calls. Laundry to do, sleep to be had, work to go to.

Fortunately, I got the day off of work the day of the bellydance performance.
Unfortunately, now this means I actually have to practice. Oh well, I work better under stress. I'll try to make sure pictures will be posted.