would have driven less today if i'd gone to va to play tennis. but my dad wanted to go to rock hall, md (google and weep for me, everyone) for crabs. since my dad rarely, like never, wants to go anywhere, i humored him. oh my gawwwwwwd. 3.5 f***ing hours to get there because of bay bridge traffic.
but!!! i was rewarded: we stopped at an outlet mall on the way back (don't know where--somewhere between the end of the continental US and home), and i scooped up a stella top for...$10! i was in a euphoric daze the rest of the way home.
have to go to bed nownownow: i was coerced into playing mixed doubles tomorrow morning at 8 am. they don't know what they're asking of me...
medicated & motivated