It actually started kicking ass around 12:00, when I left work early because the cold medicine the nurse gave me had me falling asleep in my cube. I went home and had a siesta until about 3:00.

Then I rode up to Manayunk to see my boy from high school (haven't talked to him in a few years). We rocked out in the basement after torching some of the demon weed, then planned a trip to Montreal to see Godspeed You Black Emperor!. Then we went to Kingdom of Vegetarians and had some sesame chicken (fake, of course). Came back, torched some more, watched Requiem for a Dream, then we took Kelly Drive to the Plateau, chilled there and looked at the city in the middle of the night.

I've got to say, it was the best time I've had in a while. I think that at this point in my life I can appreciate friendships and how meaningful they can be, whereas before I just took them for granted.

All that, plus I didn't have to use a public restroom.

Shut it down.