I decided to not be boring on Saturday.
I decided to not stay home for the second weekend in night in a row on the 3rd weekend in a row.
I went out.
I had fun.
I talked to a stranger, a boy stranger and didn't completely blow him off. For me this is progress.
I felt like I got hit by a freight train on Sunday. A train driven by my good friend JMB.
All in all, it was a success.