Ha, this was a weird day. But I got to see lots of people I like, so that was nice. The Butcher’s going to take me to the eye doctor tomorrow, because I know she’s going to dilate my pupils and I don’t know how safe I’ll be to drive clear home. I remember thinking last year that it was kind of stupid of me to be driving.
That’s right, Nashville. I’m being considerate of your safety.
I will wait until I’m on an overpass and drop rocks on you, like a civilized person.