I just got home from Midsommer Fest (in Andersonville.) I had planned to go yesterday when my family was in town, but at the last second, I had to run home and wait for a delivery, so they went without me and i missed out.

So I went just now. By myself. And, wow...Festivals are just not as fun when you go alone. I mean I couldn't very well eat a funnel cake all on my own, now could I? (I mean, I probably could, but who needs a whole funnel cake? Not me. Plus, they are more fun to share.) And I figured I'd probably bump into someone I know, as I have the past 2 times I've been, but no such luck. It was just me, and a million gay guys drinking beer. (They were drinking the beer, not me. I had sangria.)

And now I'm home. With nothing to do. And it's only 5:54...

Oh Sunday night, what I am I supposed to do with you...