Another day without a job left me playing disc golf by myself.
After an uneventful day, we had our first band practice in a long time. Jeff wasn't there, but we actually jammed for a few hours. We worked on some new songs and just played a bunch of covers.
After that, Chuck and I met Katie, Jordan, and Sergi to go to Philly for FalaFest.
Really we just went to Maoz and got falafels but they deserve a festival because they're so amazingly good.
We didn't really have anything to do so after walking down South Street, standing on corners and getting educated by a bum we went to the Art Museum and hung out there for a while.
When it was time we went to get pretzels.
We hung out at the old spot on 8th Street and ate our food while amusing each other.
It seems like it's been a while since I've been out with a group for a night. Good times. Boody.
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