Slept ’til 2pm. Woke up, called Dave. Left. Met Dave at his house at 4pm. Fished until dark, went back to his house. Ate lasagna and watched surfing movies. Drove home.

Midnight. Drove to the gym. Where the fuck did all these people come from? Like, 30 people in the gym at midnight on a Wednesday? WTF? Workout, shower, come home.

Eat cold BBQ chicken at 3 in the morning. Listen to the new 311 bootleg I downloaded. Bored. Numb.

Bed.