I love being a father; I really do. But I also love getting a coffee and shooting the shit with my pal. Tonight I got to do both. Even though it was hot, we enjoyed nice coffee standing around a NO LOITERING sign. It was fantastic. Charlotte had a short walk with Mama and got to hang out, since Mama worked very late last night.
I’ve had a rough couple of weeks at work (etc.), and I thought aloud tonight to the Mrs. that I would love a cigarette tonight but that I wouldn’t smoke one. I did smoke in the past. Not that far past. The last time I smoked was June 2009 at a party, and I don’t, uh, remember smoking it very well. So, to indulge my desire to smoke, I ask if I can light my pal’s cigarette (my brother seldom lets me, you punk!). It’s fun.
I got a thousand bug bites on my feet and ankles.
And, in the weird light tonight, I noticed that I’m more tan than I’ve been since, well, my early teens. At my age, that’s probably not the brightest idea. But, well, whatever.
I am officially between pairs of glasses. My ultra bullet-proof lenses cracked, from going in and out of the heat and AC this summer, I think. Turns out that our improved health insurance means my glasses, whatever I want, are $25 (+$50 if I want Transition, and I do). Awesome. Only I don’t have time to go to the eye doctor this week or next or last week. So I’m squinting a lot.
I’m officially finished my AmeriCorps time in two weeks. My office becomes a library after tomorrow. I think I might be off-campus the week after, my last week. Bizarre. I didn’t accomplish much this year, after a great year last year. I think I might actually take my Dell Mini outside of my apartment, after owning it for almost six months. That might be exciting.
I have been drinking more coffee than usual, being online less than usual and reading more than usual lately, though. That is excellent.
I am in my underwear on my couch now, since Charlotte’s asleep, enjoying the AC and wet hair from a shower.
And now I will stop revealing things for the evening.