I spent the better part of the morning drinking some mate tea and writing at the Powell’s coffee shop, through the haze of my cold. That was a productive time. I’m feeling somewhat better now, but still hazy. Maybe you can tell.
I did a little bit of strumming on Matilda tonight. I wish I could have done more but my throat is starting to act up.
MMMmmmmm Odwalla C Monster. Yes, please. Bed? YEssssss please.