drainedI had fun on the weekend. I met my friends at the bar and had fun. Woke up with a hangover, and got lots of errands run. Went out Saturday night to New Orleans and met some friends there, and went to a bar. I hate NOLA tourists, and the beads they wear. I got home from NOLA at about 4:30, because as I was driving home, I somehow forgot where the hell I was going and found myself on another highway all the way 60-80 miles to the north of where I was supposed to be. Hmm.
I left at around 2:30 and got here around 10:00. I am whipped. WHIPPED. I must've drove 17 hours this weekend. I've done 24 in a weekend, but 17 is pretty bad too.
I bought a new bike to replace my good one. Hope it at least works. I can't think of interesting stuff to talk about. I'm sorry. I've had a day I wouldn't wish on anyone. I'm dead..
