The day is done.

I'm fucking exhausted.
Not sure why though. 

Had a nice leisurely morning with the Terrorist.  Stayed in bed until 10am-ish then he played the video game that I got him for his birthday and I read the book I haven't been able to keep my nose out of.  Eventually we both showered and headed out to Hillsboro so he could file for custody of Little T. 

Court is tomorrow at 9am.  Keep your fingers crossed!!

My plan tonight was to smoke a bowl and go to bed, but I forgot my stash in my car and even though my car is parked directly in front of the house... I'm too lazy to go get it.  So I guess I'm just going to go to bed.   I'm okay with that.  Nate arrives in 10ish hours and I'd like to get up early enough to clean a bit before going to pick him up.  Plus I told the T I'd be availble to be a phone witness should he need someone to be a character witness.  On the off chance that that happens I don't want to be groggy in the head while on speaker phone to a courtroom full of people.

There are empty cans of Miller High Life around the house.  Very weird.  I haven't drank that shit since Chris and I first moved to PDX and you could get half pitchers for 2.50 at the Marathon.. it feels like eons ago.  Nathan and I need to stop there and get a drink tomorrow.

Nate's on the phone.  He's at the airport now.  Very exciting. 
I'm going to go pluck my eyebrows, talk to him then go to bed.
Nite nite.