you know what they say. This weekend isn't going as badly as I thought it would. I just try to forget about that concert at Bogart's and it's okay. And I'm actually getting along fine with my family, aside from the "blue people!" cousins (long story), and my weight-obsessed aunts (not exactly good company while trying to eat.)
Almost got in accident on the way to Aurora, though. Almost got side-swiped by this asswipe in a van, who was on his cell phone no less. Another reason why I love NY: it's illegal to talk and drive at the same time.