I woke up this morning without an alarm. I got up, fed the dog, and sat and watched How It’s Made for a while until Lorelei woke up. We then traded porn links back and forth for a little bit before having sex. Great sex. Great “collapse and immediately pass out afterward” sex. I awoke some time later (I don’t know how long I was out), got dressed, and she dropped me off at the local pub on her way to work. I had a great lunch - burger on a pretzel bun with swiss cheese, bacon, and a fried egg, with a pint of Christmas Ale and a pint of Edmund Fitzgerald porter - went to a vintage guitar store, grabbed a mocha at the coffee shop across the street, and then walked home, listening to Old Crow Medicine Show. Now I’m sitting around the house loading up the mp3 player for our trip to visit family tomorrow.

I’m liking this general floaty buzz I’ve been maintaining all day.