umbbum bumm

I do feel like an idiot slob for not going to Muir beach/woods with J this morning, but I definitely do not blame myself for not wanting to freeze my already semi-sick ass off and spend hours in the chilly fog bored of my bottom while he loads in/out and Sandy and I can't take any more foggy hiking...
So I preemtively saved myself from all my dreaded

Fucking hell. Flogger just erased my "saved" draft up to here and wouldn't publish. GARWOINGDNGAD.

what i was SAYING is that I didn't go and I'm glad I didn't. We still went for a frigid breezy couple of hour long bike ride thru the park and stuff, and hit walgreens on the way back. And I'm glad I have blankets and my couches and my cuddly pooch to ride out this lonely day, because I miss the shitdick and hope he's not having too crappy of a gig, in fact eating lots of ribs and drinking lots of beer and driving back here safely ASAP so I can attack him with gooey things to say.