That was odd.

Got home last night from the concert worn-out and ready for bed. About ten minutes before I dozed off, Meagan texted me and I ended up at her friend Johnny's in Clifton, talking to her, Johnny, John (Johnny's friend), and Melissa (Meagan's cousin). I ended up invited along to today's family adventure, so after a long conversation with Meagan and a few hours of sleep, I took her home and was involved in a run to a cousin's house with a frightened bull mastiff, an evil wiener dog, and a friendly yip-rat. From there her dad found the way to a flea market near the Little Miami River. Post-adventure was Jane McNeilan's famous chicken enchiladas and a quiet drive home. Meagan's family is a hell of a lot more normal than she gives them credit for, from the nagging mom to the grumbling dad to the siblings fighting in the back seat the whole way. At every turn I saw images from my own childhood (Not to say they're much younger than my family; we just haven't gone on adventures like that in years.) and images from classic Americana. It was weird to spend the day with a girl whose weirdness I've so long taken for granted and see absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. I had a really good time, though. I didn't feel like an outsider or a fifth wheel or at all awkward. I don't get much of that these days.

I'm feeling a lot more centered than I usually do.

Also, the climate control panel on my dash is lit up again. Let's hope it lasts. :)
Oh, and the funny image of the day:----------------
Now playing on iTunes: All The Day Holiday - Take a Moment (And See What You Can See)
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