I saw a friend today whom I don't see often enough (though it looks like we'll be seeing each other more often in the near future than we have over most of the past decade). We talked. I played guitar for her. Then her daughter insisted I play some more so she could dance, and kept yelling, "Faster!" I was fed pizza and ice cream. We talked more. It was a very nice way to spend and evening.
I stopped for groceries on the way home, spent too much money, and the store didn't have everything I needed. I'll pick up the rest tomorrow. I noticed I was getting tired. I got home and the neighbours two doors down, who were on their front step, told me that a couple of circus wagons had gone by. Yah, I thought that was going to be tonight. A few more have gone by since. There should be a few more yet to pass.
I put away groceries, took out the trash and recycling, and took care of a couple of phone calls, and now I am more tired. Excruciatingly tired. And I have much to do, but I guess it'll all have to wait until I've slept some. Laundry, cleaning the kitchen, tidying enough to have a houseguest here for a few days. Tomorrow.
merde just posted
another song. The MP3 is downloading now. I'll listen
to it after I've rested. I've liked her music for a long time,
but it's been ages since I've been able to hear it, what with
her being on the wrong side of the continent and all. Now I
have three of her songs on my file server. This is a good
thing. More songs would be a better thing. But eventually
she'll finish the CD she's working on, and I'll scrape together
money to buy a copy, and I'll have a whole bunch of good thing
in a shiny round form.
Oy, I'm babbling. Must crawl to bedroom. Might even take off clothes. Oh, that sounds like another circus trailer going by now.
Jeez, my back hurts.