Pulling into the station

July 29, 2005

Maybe it's just me.

This week has really gone to hell in a handbasket. I really want to throw my hands up and say oh just fuck it all. Maybe it'll be good for me to get up to Lakeport tomorrow afterall. Go out on the boat (dammit, bathing suit...) and get some sun. Recharge my batteries, if you will. And I won't drink or anything. I'll behave.

Although, you know, some really good memories of mine come from summers out at the lake (Clearlake and Woodward). Boats and dads with beer and moms gossiping about... Tom Hanks? The kids throwing sloshy sand clumps at each other... Amanda and I nearly getting pulled into the propeller blades of her dad's boat... Ah yeah, good times.

But I still want to scream. I'll see what I can do about that later.

I wish it were Friday... oh, it is! stopped here at 1:12 p.m.

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