spent yesterday in a happy haze of slack, lazily cleaning out my closet and rearranging some stuff, contemplating a foolish venture in temporary roommatehood (someone please remind me why it would be unwise to host someone for 2-4 weeks in my 1br, even in the name of a really good cause, one which kept them away from the house except for sleeping), and generally goofing off around the house. this recharged my batteries enough to get me motivated to go haul the shit downstairs and load it up into the car, and head out to go up north and donate it all to the brown elephant, even though this trip is normally somewhere in the 60-90 minute range to get up there and find a parking spot.

then i left the garage, went south on state heading for roosevelt to pop onto LSD, and … marathon.

marathon *everywhere*.

after being rerouted south and west for a ways, taking a scenic and very irritating unplanned tour of chinatown and pilsen, i was just fighting to figure out how the hell to get back home. i wound up back at state and roosevelt about 45 minutes later, and, thoroughly defeated, pulled into jewel to at least do my grocery shopping, since it was obvious i wasn’t going up the north side any time soon.

at least jewel was deserted; i got in and out in less time than it’d taken to get there. so that’s a bright side.

jeeeez. next year, for the marathon, i’m just laying in a supply of microwave popcorn and staying inside my cave the whole damn time.