Happy Autumnal Equinox!

Aside from that, which signals to me that the hellacious cold weather is fast approaching, there's not really much going on. Tannah and I thought about going to the Greek Food Festival over the weekend, and didn't. My mom RSVP'd us to go to the Erotic Heritage Museum in a few weeks...she brought it up as a joke, and then found out I truly wanted to go, and so now we are. I think it'll be incredibly interesting. I'm also getting my new tat in a few weeks...um...shit.

The thing is, things are quite normal and not at all special right now. Maybe I'm just tired or something, because I don't even have much to say on our nation's economic attempted suicide or the religious debate I had via e-mail with an in-law. (I might go there later, I just have no ambition to get into it right now.) Maybe it's that I was so worried and psyched and freaked out and elated about the prospect of working on that solar project that now I'm getting used to the idea, I'm being a realist...I think I tired myself out like a 3-year old at a toy store.

What sucks is that I'll wake up in the middle of the night and remember all the things I wanted to get into this blog, and I won't be able to fall back asleep until I do. LAME.