Monday, June 02, 2003

this past weekend i was in the shower, and all i could think about were circus clowns, and white tigers jumping through hoops of fire.

i also paid a visit to a friends house at the lake. there was a party for my friend grace who is about to get married. i showed up already feeling pretty good, but proceeded to drink 6 beers while catching up with everyopne and playing "flippy cup". before the game started everyone started yelling and dancing in what felt like some sort of the beginnign of a pegan ritual. i don't think ti was part of the game, it's just that everyone was drunk and wanted to yell and jump around a bit. i never played the game before, but i think i did pretty well. i made my first few practice flips, but when we started i was a little inconsistent. after a while i got into a groove. in the "survivor" round, i was the last of two people on my side of the table- and we won. during the game my friend mike declared that i was "back". that felt good. in contrast to the past year or so, when i have not been around much at the lake. i saw a few people who i haven't seen in quite a long time, including my old friend lynn. we exchanged numbers and promised each other we'd call and get together some time. she still hasn't met the baby, who is 8 months old now. i left early so i could get home and get some sleep. i still had to get up early with the baby. all in all it was a good time- i felt like i had recharged my batteries, in a way.

the next morning i woke up early with the baby. i was quite tired, and i took him into the kitchen, searching for coffee. sadly, we were out of coffee grounds for a new pot. i poured the cold, day-old coffee that was left in the pot into my cup, and heated it up in the microwave. i read the baby two books, and then played the guitar for him for a while. then i put on his video and sat him in front of the TV, so i could go make myself cereal and reheat the rest of my coffee. after eating i tuned the radio to a jazz station, and started to wash some dishes i needed before i could start making the baby's breakfast.

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