mood: hopeful
music: jem - they (holy shit, this chick is brilliant. check her out. i command it.)

sigh. i can't get chicago off my mind. i talked to 2 of my favorite boys tonight. oh matty and ian (of the fields variety). i miss you boys more than you could ever know. i can't wait to see you when i get back. ian, take those bets and wire my room (no shower cams naughty boy) and i'll let you know how things play out. i should hope your saucy minx (that's me...wahoo!) won't have to get feisty and cut any bitches. and matty, i can't wait until we can sleep in the same bed again. (especially since you're living with stewie and kyle...rar?!) oh! my heart.

i've had some wondrous philosophical talks with my boys lately. laurence, ryan, ian (of the mclaren variety), and ian (of the fields variety) - you boys are so brilliant. so many of my realizations have been provoked by our exchanges. i don't know what i would do without you.

"i'm positive that not too far off exists a time when we will hesitate for a moment and realize that we have once again survived a period of turmoil. and we will be struck by the intricate beauty of everyone and everything which we're surrounded with. and we'll be intensely overwhelmed with a seemingly inexplicable joy and peace. and that type of reassurance is truly what keeps me going."

omaha. i tell you, most things here suck. and lately the weather has been trying to get into that category with the scary storms while i'm home alone business. but holy crap. ryan mcpike makes it ALL better. mantha and i have always turned to him in our time of need and he ALWAYS delivers. and man. that is one cute meterologist. makes me want to study clouds and shit. or not. i would say he is the one redeeming factor about this city, but he's not even from here. he's from kansas city. so once again, omaha sucks...and blows...and probably swallows...what a whore.

this cannot be denied. many have tried. and have been served.

that is all...thank you.