Just talked to Joel on the phone. First he needed a ride to the train station on Saturday, then he didn't. Also, somebody left part of a loaf of whole wheat bread in a bag with some onion skins in his mailbox.

The weekend seemed incredibly tiresome at the time, but I guess I actually did some fun things, cooked a bunch of stuff, spent about three and a half hours hanging art with Joel Sunday, went to see music Friday, maybe it was the greatest weekend ever.