hypermediocrity

yesterday was awesome.
woke up,moved furniture into my new house, went to lunch with my dad at a cute pub in cabbagetown. T and i went to home depot to check out paint chips. first time ive ever gone to home depot of my own accord. fucking weird.

so as most of you know it was blazing hot yesterday. so after navigating through the obstacle known as the atlanta marathon (hella roadblocks downtown) T takes me to centennial olympic park to play in these fountains:

we were the oldest people doing it, in full clothing, but it was so fucking fun.

there was a steel drum band playing so we went to watch them while we dried off. T was really into it, and these were some kids from ohio, high schoolers i think.

then we tried to decide where to go to dinner. T looks at me and goes "Theres a food court in the aquarium, right?". i said i thought so. so he smiles at me and goes "Fuck it... lets go to the aquarium!!" so we went and ate at the aquarium, wandered through the exhibits, took a totally unflattering photo we didnt buy, went home, proceeded to have hot sex, took a shower and both went to work.

i dont get that much time with him, and god knows i never get a full day like that. but when i do, it is totally worth it.

just someone tell me how im supposed to sleep at night now after sleeping on his chest for four months.