Midnight rolls around, Heath’s still online. Shower worked good though. I’m all clean and stuff. Lots of water pressure. Lots, lots, lots more than in Pine. It’s deceiving, I think I’ll have to get used to it. I hear rumor that the other shower has less water pressure. I plan on trying it out in a couple of days anyway, so I’ll see what the difference is, and which I prefer. I figure it’ll be a good thing for me to stick to one bathroom and Angela stick to the other, so if I like the other one, all the better. Anyway, I seem clean to me, even if I maybe didn’t rinse all the soap away properly.
Gonna make this quick post, post that comic, check my mail, you know, then go lay down. Get that sleep I was writing about earlier. Feeling quite refreshed by the shower. Was … visibly very dirty before it. Though I’d actually sweat perhaps a third of the dirt off on the drive into town, which may say something else about how dirty I was. Anyway, off to do those things.
Ooh, and here’s a good quote:
“One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can’t utter.” -James Earl Jones, actor (1931- )