Weekend

Good things, all weekend. Despite drinking too much for 4 days and never sleeping more than 4 hours a night, it was great. Spent it with friends, just being friends. No responsibilities other than filling my belly with food and my liver with booze. We canoed, we laughed a lot, we vented to each other, we played LCR, we did cartwheels. And then I got home and went to a concert. John Mayer and Ben Folds. They rocked the house, for real. Pictures here.

Oh yeah, and the whore of a washing machine is working now.