Meeting pals at ice cream shop aborted due to missing cat, had some pistachio anyway, wended sad way home, proceeding with youthful experimentation with alcohol, will maybe go get into some youthful street fights later. Wrote a poem of extraordinary beauty in my head while driving a little while ago, have now, of course, totally forgotten it, remote alien civilization that's monitoring my theta waves will be forever changed.

Tip to the young & impressionable: moments of extreme sadness are not the best ones for experiments in mixology.