Today

Was a good day.

8am hot yoga

Breakfast, hugs and good talks with louenrain

Squishy hugs with fudge, sweet beautiful clean non-cotton mouthy weed with con and charming a large handful of nerds

2 hours of doing nothing with the cat

An awesome, new to me as a whole but not in pieces Austin band

Ian Moore being Ian Moore

Sleepy times for 545am yoga 

Any day with hugs is a good day.

geeking out

about paper. really. there are about 100 pages of potential incredible times sitting on my coffee table that i will be sifting through this week to whittle it down to a 4 page excel spreadsheet of orgasm-inducing bliss. i don't know why i'm so excited about making the schedule this year.
the streaks of pink, yellow and green highlighter... the rankings per day and hour from 12 noon to 3am... my big map of 6th street and south austin spread out on the floor around me... let the anal-retentiveness begin.

i know this sounds right-brained crazy, but it's for a purpose. i'm anal about it now so the ONLY 2 things my brain has to register during 4-5 days of zombie-like awe and blissed-out exhaustion will be 1. who, of these 3 bands for this hour, am i going to see next, and 2. where's my next hot dog coming from?