Are you restless like me?

Yesterday was supposed to be a fitting beginning for this three-day-no-homework-weekend-of-fun. But no, it looks like it was a one afternoon deal. Shit.

Yes, the Interpol show is sold out, but I'm not crying over this one. I like the band, but for some reason I wasn't so set on going.

I realized I have nothing to do this weekend. There are some things I'd like to do, but I doubt they'll happen.
Here's a list of what I'd like to do, and why it probably won't get done:

+Go see Mike Park at the Gilman tomorrow (Saturday). I have no one to go with.
+Go to the beach. Kind of too last minute to ask my mom.
+Get some sewing done. I can't decide on a project.
+See The Muckruckers. They aren't playing anywhere this weekend, that I know of.
+Go to that stencil exhibition in San Francisco. I have no ride or accompaniment.

That's all I can think of for the moment.

I like the writing in that East Bay Express newspaper. It would be cool to get an internship there, alas, I'm only a lowly sophomore in high school and they give those things to college students.

I don't want to talk about people anymore.