My kid is a total weirdo and I love it. If he wasn’t weird, I think I’d be disappointed.
There are people here who are awesome and I’m happy to know. People who make my life better.
I refer to moving to the suburbs as moving to the country.
I’m excited about moving to the country.
The weather was so nice today that people like lost it. Everyone was dressed in summer clothes and the traffic going into Forest Park was fucking insane.
But wow did it feel good to drive around with the sunroof open.
I’m struggling with my political identity lately.
Speaking of politics…In my old journal from 1996, I read about how excited I was to go to a Bob Dole rally. I fucking loved Bob Dole back in the day.
I made a lot of progress on my purging project today. Well until two creepers at the bus stop kept staring me down, and then I had to stop taking trips to the dumpster.
I’m dying to see The Witch. Dave said he would take me to see it in the Five Star Lounge.
I just finished The Ice Twins and it was pretty fucking good. 18/52
My mileage for February is pathetic. I think I’m at 7/29 miles. Not good.
But I ran over two miles today. It’s not much, but it’s a start.
