Exhausted. L., aka Badass 2, and I ferried hard last night, sometimes perilously, nearly till dusk. For those of you living close to the equator, it was late.

Highlights included: traveling in a car in the least comfortable position (looking out for the cops); traveling in a car in the most comfortable position (not caring); getting hit in the head with a wheel; splitting a turkey and brie and avocado sandwich (thanks, Clay!); shit talking; laughing; getting rescued by M.; laying my bed down near midnight after three ordeals moving it in the hall, into the stairwell, and over the balustrade.

Exhausted.