i wake up in the mornings with a sort of "what was i thinking?" feeling. almost like the day after drinking when you know you did something kind of dumb. but then i listen to the shuffle and i remember.

i think we are going on a date this evening. i tried to come up with something fun, but i have failed. everything i want to do will be f'd by the weather or it closes early because its something fun like a museum. stupid museums.

i'll let you know how (if) it goes.