booze and snakc
last week when i was wrecking myself with the last imperial stout in my fridge, one of the things that latched into my brain was corn chips. i just really wanted some fucking corn chips, you know? but i didn't have any so i did some saltines instead.
well this week i'm doing a dark lager and i got some corn chips.
now the sunburn is developing. if i knew i'd be outside for two hours i would have used sunscreen. :/
went on a bike ride, took an experimental turn, lost my sense of direction, ended up biking through the next town over before figuring out what direction i was heading and turning around.
usually my morning rides are around 45 minutes. this one was 2 hours. and since i wasn't expecting it i didn't prepare by eating a big breakfast or taking some food with, so by the time i got back i was hungry and my legs were jellied.
but damn, couldn't have picked a better day for that adventure. beautiful weather.
you know things are getting real when the conductor's sweat starts covering his glasses and he just throws them onto his stand and plows on.
first community band performance. it went relatively well? i think?
only one really dicey bit that may or may not have entirely been my fault, i still don't quite understand what was going on there, the guy was waving his stick around and i was beating my drum and hey we somehow all ended up in the right place. so hey.
and it, uh, seems to be working?
what do your riddles mean, past me? i believe you, i just.