to take a nap. but i think i'm running out of time.

to fit the universe in the palm of her hand. or finish errands before my sister shows up tomorrow. either works.

the day to be over. i'm hearing dinner call my name.

that it's a tragedy she's reading for class. knowing that everyone will die in the end is the only thing making it work today.

write a blog post today. as soon as the hired narrator shows up.

to do homework, but odds are it's not happening soon.

it was sunday already. and that magically all her work got done in the interim. because i miss him already. stupid honeymoon phase.

to limit her music downloads till she gets an external hard drive. then she can go crazy.

a nap. one more hour and then it's the weekend. yay!

hungry and ready for dinner with her guy.