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Oh California

Eight hundred thousand people (approximately) will be swarming Golden Gate Park across from me this weekend for the Outside Lands music festival, and my only reaction is a grumbly "Get off my damn lawn, you hippies" because they'll all be clogging my bus stop and making it hard to get to and from work... not to mention go for a jog. I don't actually even know that many bands playing, which is funny because I miraculously have the ENTIRE WEEKEND OFF.

Which: I do not recall the last time I had two whole days off in a row, much less two weekend days off, completely. It's glorious. My goal is to write for 4 hours each day, exercise (yoga! jogging! HIKING AT LAND'S END), and to clean my apartment, Mad Max at Thunder-Dome style. I also want to make a point to see either "Inception" or "Sherlock," since everyone on my f-list has been ruining their collective panties over those two things recently.

Also, catch up on my sleep. Note to self: do not spend the entire weekend sleeping, no matter how nice that sounds. Oh god, I have to wash my sheets. It's an emergency, people.

This entry is turning dangerously stream-of-consciousness, which can't be good. So I think I'm going to end it here and wish everyone a nice Friday. ♥