All right.

Too much was eaten today.
That is fact.

Tomorrow is liquid fast.
That is also fact.





I had a really nice conversation with a boy today.
Surprisingly, he started it.
He was a counselor-in-training this summer, for two of the weeks.
I thought he was adorable.


He's like, fifteen though.
Which saddens me.





Stupid boy that I want is off at college having fun.
Stupid other boy that I want has a girlfriend.




Fuck, I have a headache.
I love you guys. Thank you for your comments. They make me feel more relevant. If that makes any sense at all.