the hazards of sitting beneath palm trees

Scratch that last post. It was a lie.

I promise.


I'm hating society a little right now. Maybe not society - that's a little too general... bureaucracy. I can't find anyone to be my guarantor for my passport so I'm just going to have to go pay a lawyer to listen to me say "I promise I am me". Ridiculous. I'll be spending Thursday, all day I'm guessing, downtown with this ridiculous passport nonsense.

On a much happier note, my meeting was great. Although we did get a flat tire on the way so I was a little bit late. We went out for coffee after. And Brandon paid for all of us. He gets extra gold stars.

Well, I'm beat. This weather makes me sleepy.