Where we learnt, once again, that Collin should not be trusted with secrets. And had a very enjoyable night watching the rain come down outside, blowing cool air through the bar. We're also very good at scaring people away from our seats. Muahaha. Today, then. Off to the Post Office to send some things home (I bought stuff, okay?), but Laura's directions were a little vague about a detail which turned out to be fairly crucial to where I was going. After about an hour of changing directions, rather heavy packages, and wondering why the scenery was turning green and not very-towny, I headed back to the Spotted Dog to have a word with Laura about her instructions. After Cat and her had finished laughing at me, they took pity on me. Laura even bought me lunch! Awww. Having got directions from those two, I decided to cheat and ask Collin for a lift. It turns out that I was between five and ten minutes of getting to the Post Office when I turned around and walked back to Weaver Street. Oops. I then got caught in the afternoon's storm. I don't think I'm catching a break today. Hopefully, tonight will be a bit better. Wine, pizza, fried pickles, sweet tea (EWWWW), and Elf Power! They're Cat Power's secret brother. Or something. I think I'm promised lo-fi hiss, anyway!