[Edit: I seem to have got into the habit of writing lj entries that make it sound as though I’m pissed off at you all. I’m really not. Sorry!]
I need to stop having such high expectations of strawberry fair. It was a good day, but not as mind-blowingly awesome as I’d been dreaming of. This is what comes of the last four years there having each been fantastic, one way or another. But it turns out that I no longer know the local political types, and it’s not quite the same when you’re with people who hate hippies.
OTOH, Miss Black America are still fantastic.
Now, really not looking forward to working tonight. I suspect my lunch break will be spent sleeping