Eight in the Morning, Rain

My mom woke me up at eight because her car wouldn’t start. I pulled on track pants and shoes and we pushed it through the driveway in the rain for nothing—it still wouldn’t turn over. Took my uncle showing up with jumper cables before anything happened.

Now I’m tired and too awake to go back to sleep, sitting in front of the computer. My girlfriend’s coming this afternoon and I’ll stay at hers tonight. New One Piece episodes start today, which is currently the best thing I have going for me. First, though—I need to eat something.