I took off early from work to work on my truck. Fixed the parking brake. Felt good to hurt my hands and get dirty. It took me 4 hours to fix my parking brake and it was more fulfilling than the last 12 months of programming I’ve done.
Then Lake picked me up and we hit Harpo’s, Kelly’s and Grinders. Charles and I hit some punk club down the street and now I’m doing other shit. The band had already finished.
This post was longer when I wrote it last night but I’ve edited it down. You didn’t wanna know all that stuff anyway.