Oct. 19th 2012.
The walk up Broadway to work was wet and windy and sitting here now my pants are damp and my legs sting slightly. I’m not sure where the sting comes from with wet pants. It sucks. Almost as bad as wet socks.

I enjoy working when it’s raining outside, as long as I’m dry and I have the right provisions. For me, after something to eat and something warm to sip on, that means something to read and something to write.

I have a friend from California here for a few days so we can work on a side project. She’s going to work somewhere on campus while I’m in the office, and after work we’re going to… work… until late. We have an important meeting on Monday at which we’ll pitch our idea. I’m busy on Sunday so that really leaves tonight and all day tomorrow. Not much weekend coming my way and I could really use a break. I would love to take a short trip somewhere, and would love to sleep outside. I have 31 days saved up now because I haven’t taken a vacation since last March.

This is not the way to do things.

Only one more October weekend left after this one so make sure you enjoy the hell out of it please. See you next week.