jianantonic | (no subject)

Yesterday with Ben and Danny was great. The Indian restaurant was effing orgasmic it was so good. I knew it would be, but I think it was even better than ever this time. The waiter was the same guy as always, and we left him a huge tip, so I left feeling all around good about myself. We stopped by the XXX store on the way home (all within a block of Ben's house are an ATM, the Indian restaurant, and the porn shop - what more could you ask? Oh, and jail. Heh). Danny bought some "incense." Actually I'm pretty sure that is what he bought, but it's funny to suggest otherwise. Danny had to head back to Richmond, so we said our goodbyes and then Jeremy baked cookies in Ben's kitchen while I played with a laser pointer. One of their many third story windows overlooks Court Square, where there's a good bit of pedestrian traffic in the evenings, so I was fucking with them. It was great fun. Then I started to crash and I pestered Jer to take me home, where I zonked out completely at 11:19. I managed to stay awake to see John Stewart interview Trent Lott. It was much less painful than I'd expected. Yay Daily Show.

Now I'm off to work, still pretty tired, but I'll hopefully snap out of it soon. I didn't yesterday - yawned all effing day long. I think I will be fine after the weekend. This no days off thing is really a bother, but it's coming to an end soon.

I had a very strange series of dreams last night about the Kennedys. Aww. :) But I can't remember enough about them to write it down, so I'll be off.

Peace.