Shadow (dariaphoebe) wrote,

Tonight, did Punk Rock get it right, is there no future in sight?

For the second day in a row, I got up, put on my game face, and then didn't return home until it was time for sleep. I have tonight's SNL on now, but I doubt I'll make it through.

I started out helping je2i and thwomp clean out their garage, then hung out there until midafternoon. After I left I was headed out to pick up some crap I needed, and heard from my friend in Beaver County... so I ended up out there. They'd had a train show today which didn't go up to plan. Caught a drink with a bunch of the Beaver Valley Jct NRHS folks, then a quick dinner before heading south. Ended up at the Waterfront, where I caught Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire with a fellow Techie, then in the quest for a snack before bed, headed to the South Side. Failed to park in the first pass, and started to feel like my awakeness was flagging, so I headed home. In any case, now I think I need to see the earlier Harry Potter movies, I definitely enjoyed Goblet of Fire.

When I'd gotten to the theater, there was a rose on the ground in the parking lot next to my car. I picked it up, and laid it on the rear trunk deck, below the window, and then walked inside and forgot it. I saw it again in my rear view mirror as I was crawling down Carson. I tried to drive carefully on the way home to see if it would stay, but it blew away as I pulled onto the Parkway East. I can't help but think of it as a metaphor, that the beauty blows away in the face of the Parkway, and be a little wistful. Perhaps tomorrow I should light a fire under my own ass and finish my bathroom, because at this rate I'm never going to get moved.

Anyway, hopefully when I get up my empeg will have another gig of music (for a total of 110) and I can have some free space on my laptop again.

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