Keep Going

I know, I just posted about 5 hours ago. But there's some stuff I left out because I was really out of it.

My brain screwed me over this morning. While I was being dropped off at work, I went to close the car door. Unfortunately, I had my hand in the wrong place. I messed up my left index finger. So yea, I've been re-typing almost everything today. It's green on one side, and there's a red line on the other. I don't think it's broken, so I'm not worried. If it falls off, I'll put it on some ice and see a doctor.

On the ride back home, we left the windows down. It's starting to get cooler, and the wind feels amazing. I've mentioned how I associate memories with music. But there are some memories that I associate with temperatures. But it isn't the type where I think, "Oh, that was cool, and it's exactly 78 degrees." I don't concentrate on the events, and I don't focus on the weather. It's involuntary. And I also think that my memory of temperature is incredibly precise.

I can't wait until December. Just a rainy day in December. It's all I want right now.

But a poker tournament would be nice too.

"If beauty were a donkey with a keg, I'd tap that ass."