We hit the tennis ball around a bit, and failed miserably. At least on my side. Most of the time.
And tonight, I'm having coffee with Nicoal (and probably dinner too 'cause I'll be hungry by then) at Pied Cow. I haven't been there in a long time - not since Erin took me there before she went off to Japan.
Guster songs have been running through my brain nonstop since last night.