it was too hot to hang out in the apartment, so me and the roommate went out to coventry to meet up with kent for the coventry street fair. i have a love/hate relationship with coventry depending on what's going on when i'm out that way, but in this case it was a good time. soft-serve ice cream, stiltwalkers, street magicians, breakdancers, karate demos, jazz combos, the obligatory jam band and bob marley's greatest hits pulsing down the street, and the always amusing spectacle of hippie women dancing as only hippie women can. not to mention my friend's little brothers attempting to emulate the karate in the back yard.
walked around, hung out, ate ice cream, people-watched, soaked in summer. it felt like my weekend began early.
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Are you saying work isn't like a weekend?
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