woke up at 7:30 after about twelve hours sleep, made breakfast, took the kid to school, went to grab a notebook from wilkos then stopped off at starbucks and had an espresso and did some writing until the music started to annoy the crap out of me- don't try to write while some depressive chick moans a nasal country track out of unstrategically placed speakers. ain't happening. went home, biked/HIIT for an hour while watching karate kid, had a shower, had lunch... walked up through town to college for a maths assessment and totally passed the whole time: got called a young man for the first time ever, was internally ecstatic but pretended to be totally nonchalant like it happens all the time. met up with this awesome girl i recently made friends with and went to see this means war... not bad, not amazing, pretty funny, couldn't get past the whole rom com thing though. then we grabbed a juice, chatted, she had an appointment to go to and i went to see if my piercer was in his studio. yet again he was awol, so i went to pick up the kid from school. got home, made dinner, flapped around on the internet until her bedtime, put her to bed, did an hour of yoga and some weights, then replied to some messages on facebook and that leads me up to right about now, procrastinating a post i owe on a writing site.
good day was good.