So last night I went to the opening night of this show, a theater group of formerly incarcerated women performing a show based on their own stories. It was some fairly heavy stuff. Drugs, rape, beatings.
Hung out on the beach afterwards.
I didn't have time after picking my car up from the mechanic to go running, so I just did a set of pullups every time I walked by the place where I do pullups.
I couldn't find any open free spots to park when I got home last night, but I noticed the meters don't run until 8am, so I got a spot around the corner from my place and then moved my car before work. Victory.
I tried to call my parents when I got home from the beach last night. It was rather late and I did not manage to get them. I talked with my roommate and drank a little instead.
Speaking of the roommate, he's taking the MCAT on Friday. AAAAAH.
AAAAAAAAAAAH HERE COMES THE ESCHATON! IT POKES INTO YOUR QUOTIDIAN LIFE! AAAAAAAAH! AAAH. Aaah. Ah. Okay, all better. I've only got like 60 years left of this. AAAAAAAH GRACE SHINING FORTH FROM YOU LIPS LIKE A BEACON HAS ILLUMINED THE WHOLE UNIVERSE AAAAAAH! AAH.
America GZT, fuck yeah!
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