Yet another set of summer thunderstorms tonight. Stayed in to watch the Coke Zero 400 from Daytona, which was won by Satan, uh, I mean Kyle Busch. Carina dropped by – many beers and several shots of Patron were consumed. She split before midnight and it was all I could do to not walk up the street to Northside for a couple of beers. Instead, I started DJ'ing tunes in the living room (LOUDLY!) and the next thing I knew, it was 2am. Off to bed…
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