Spite for the Win

Looked into ordering a replacement key in the morning, but that only works for copying the key. You still have to get it programmed. I remembered from the previous time I lost my keys that they can get up to the hundreds to fix, so I hopped on Yelp to look for a cheap place. I'm not sure if they do this for everything now, but they have a system where I just put in my problem and got quotes from several places. A mobile locksmith said he'd come over for $150 and replace it, but The Key Guys or whatever their name is agreed to fix the current key for $40, and hope for the best. I snagged a Lyft over after work, sort of surprised about their current business model. Since they don't want groups of people in the car, they upped their prices and now you pay extra for a ride now, or wait 15-30 minutes for $2 cheaper. Obviously, I'd rather have the $2, so I waited. Got a driver seconds later, so it's fine. I figured out why the buttons stopped working - the battery died. They replaced the internal battery and replaced the key. Score! I tried to take a Lyft back, and waited again, but this time it was not that fast. I figured I'd make the trip faster by walking while I waited but I couldn't update my starting point. Canceled that one, hopped in the queue again, but made my starting point a few blocks ahead of me. No response by the time I got there, and few blocks past. Canceled again, made the starting point even further. Same. It was a 2 mile walk, but I've got shoes, and I need to lose weight anyway. Julian checked in on me when I was just a couple blocks from home, since he hadn't heard from me. Just for funsies, I kept checking the price for a ride as I got closer to home but it never went down. $10 is the minimum for a ride now. I asked the very attractive man renovating one of the apartments if I could borrow a wrench, though I couldn't recall if it was 8 or 10 mm that I needed. He just brought his tools out to the car and hooked up the battery for me. Turned off the alarm and turned on the car, just to check that I could, and Viola! Perfect.

Jason said he'd had a late night last night, so asked to reschedule. I'm easy. Says so on every bathroom wall in town. Julian wanted to go out in the evening, so we drove over to PECS but they seemed closed. Next option. We went to a surprisingly crowded Flick's and got a corner table outside. We talked about the trip so far and how it's really going incredibly, incredibly well. It's only been a few years since we last saw each other, but we've both changed and grown so much we're almost different people now. Much better people, to be perfectly honest. I couldn't hear the music clearly over the din in the bar, but I Shazamed several tracks to listen to tomorrow. Score!

I cooked some soy curls and pasta at home, though neither of us was very hungry. Instead, we fucked. I still don't understand when people are rimming clean but not bottoming clean, but I was tipsy and wanted his ass, so I didn't let it bother me.