Woke up early, after going to bed late. My mom and I went over to Melonie's for coffee. We sat on the deck and talked. My mom left before I did, and I stayed for a long time after that, talking. It's good to talk to someone who understands how you feel sometimes. On my way home, I stopped to talk to my uncle, who was outside fixing Melonie's brakes. Of course, I ended up with brake dust all over my hands, and was forced to walk home looking odd, with my hands held far away from my body. Oh the difficulties of remaining clean.
More cleaning ensued. And finally, Subway. O Subway, glorious Subway, how I love thee, truly and without reserve. Well, aside from the fact that you refused to give my mother some egg on her sandwich. FIEND!