the bay bridge today was drowning. what is it with me, bridges and water lately? thank fuck i’m not a hemophage, because sometimes they can’t cross running water.
i did two semi-bad things this weekend. the first was getting a little too drunk at christine’s birthday party and wallowing in fabric softener smell. the second was throwing kristen’s train cards back in her face when she tried to place her boxcars in a place i wanted to go. the second was by far the worst, though the first was more embarrassing. my insane card throwing behavior though was at least far overshadowed by gene’s tantrum when he threw his chair to the ground. someone should get us an anger management book to share. of course, i’d probably just be yelling at him the whole time, “it’s my turn! give me the book! my turn!”