I skipped happy hour today and went to the gym instead, because if there is one thing I dislike more than brunch, it’s happy hour. BUT. I did accept an invitation to lose at Killer Bunnies, a card game I first played in Rehoboth a few weeks ago that is essentially Magic: The Gathering for gay urban nerds (aka my friends). I am completely obsessed with this game but not obsessed enough to be the one who pays for the expansion packs.

The gym was interesting because almost no one was there. Wednesday is usually an “off” day for me, as I now imagine it is for many other people. Not even the hairy 20-something government worker who wears compression shorts longer than his gym shorts (WHY?) and routinely pisses all over the toilet seat (I SEE YOU.) was there. Maybe he was hit by a bus.

And this is what qualifies as a “good” day in my nonstop thrill ride of a life. No, really, it was good!