Friday was just an awesome day. I drifted through all of my classes easily, and everywhere else I had my discman fired up and pumping the new Garbage CD into my ears. There's something really pure and cathartic about "Parade" for me-- not the lyrics so much as the simple sound of it-- and it puts me in a good mood whenever I hear it.
Yesterday was pretty hectic. My parents drove down to visit and we did things like have spare keys made, build some wall-mounted shelving in my room, install a neat sliding curtain over the huge window in the wall overlooking the living room and get paint so I can touch up some of the rough spots in the house. And it was all well and good, but I sort of feel like we were too busy; I want them to come in order to see me, not to spruce up my house. Still, it was a good day. They met Den over dinner and I think everything went pretty well. They told me that they really liked him, which is always nice to hear.
Today I sat on my ass and wrote. All day. And I liked it, too.