Jenna's House of Idiosyncrasies Version 10.0 [Focus.]

Tonight, after midnight, I witnessed not one but two arm wrestling matches. The man who is still the sexiest drummer in rock and roll owned the second one; we won't talk about the first. I was surrounded by men who planted big wet kisses all over my face. I pretended that I once went to Valdosta State. I talked business. I saw Walt, the hardest-working host there is, save the day more than once. I heard plenty of stories. I laughed, a lot.

Today was a good day. Do you ever just feel recharged, like you can conquer anything? That's how that crowd makes me feel. Unique. Clever. Loved.

Cosmos, do your worst. I'll be right here, waiting.

Friday: Showing your sister the cool sights in your home town is fun. Even buying her stuff when you have no money makes you feel all warm and fuzzy.

Saturday: I want to have Veblen's baby. I am still fond of the Waffle House, no matter what. The new 987 (yet to be officially christened) is small and missing some people but quieter and more like a home than a party house. I actually got to talk to people. It was really nice.

Sunday: Surfed around pointlessly while at work, ate a pot roast dinner with my family and watched the first hour of The Wizard of Oz, complete with commentary. Came back to Athens, went to Locos with my partner in crime Melissa to see the darling and talented Scott Little perform. Socialized with him and his sweet girlfriend Michelle, and then came home and recapped for you fine people.

The weekend helped. I'm feeling much better about things. And now, a two-day week, and then my sister, and Thanksgiving with the whole fam. I am so ready.