ninetysevencents

I actually got out of the house on my own tonight. I didn't do anything too amazing but driving around town is good enough some nights.

My folks are trying to hunt me down to get on my case about getting a new job. Two and a half weeks left until school finishes and takes my work with it. Tomorrow night is my father's birthday and there will be no avoiding him then. All I can hope for is that he's in between obnoxiously sober and obnoxiously drunk. wish me luck.

The wedding is two weeks from Sunday. Do I have a speech prepared? I have something prepared.

All of this stuff matters not. Because as always, Hum has managed to numb my sense of lousy with their musical greatness.

Oh, and tonight I watched The Empire Strikes Back for the second time in a week. I have no regrets.