dc today

bobo in a laser light show thing

i played around in dc today with my sister and her friend from school. it was pretty cold - cold enough that my legs started to itch (this was also because my jeans/pants are quite possibly tighter than my skin). i had never been to the national portrait gallery/smithsonian museum of american art - and i need to return with a whole day to devote. if i had been feeling artistically worthy before today, it is no longer the case. john copley and gilbert stuart saw to that. 

tomorrow i have a funeral on my plate. and, later, a drive to the farthest reaches of the state. i am literally guaranteed to have a panic attack on the road. 

as an adequate measure of my mother's ongoing domination of my life, i will provide the following example: that, even now as an adult, she is requiring that i wear a helmet snowboarding, even though it restricts my neck motion so i can't see as well. AND makes me look like a loser. which i am, so i guess i shouldn't fault her for that part. 

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