8.17.2008

Sunday morning, creeping like a nun.

Hmm.

Ask me about it when it sinks in.

Oh, but here's a little tidbit--best coming home ever. When I finally pulled in front of my house 19 hours after leaving SF, Crystal and Amanda were sitting out on the porch waiting for me.

Also in attendance was The Child, whom I made park my truck while I showered and napped in the front lawn in my underwear on my blanket.

More later when the rest hits me. For now, I gotta put some clothes on and meet Wood and DBBP at The Bar.

--M

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