It’s Sunday morning, and I’m horribly glad that I don’t have to be motivated. I did get enough sleep, though that was a chancy thing, what with the impromptu block party at 2:00 just outside the House of Blues next door, eventually followed by the police car, the sirens, and the policeman on the loudspeaker telling everyone to go home or they’d go to jail.
God, I love Southern California!
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