i highly recommend the new peanut butter filled hershey's kisses. though, maybe not the whole bag in one sitting. but should you happen to find yourself halfway there, probably best to just finsih it off. a single day of guilt is better than several.

i'm trying to decided whether or not to watch a movie i just bought. 'what dreams may come'. fantastic film, truly beautiful, but i'm not sure i can handle the look of her forearm right now.

the ring has resurfaced. pie's ring. the one he rather unceremoniously let me have. it's back to it's rightful place on hand. i'd almost gotten used to the way i felt without it. just like him, to pop up as soon as i've forgotten him.

my airmattress, the "couch" of my living room has finally expired. it slowly lowers me to the ground, almost imperceptively, until i register the hard floor beneath me. this is feeling metaphorical to me.