visiting hours while in the bowels of hell

though i was a complete idiot for deciding to buy sandpaper at wal-mart around 11 p.m. last night (imagine Exodus sans moses, the parting of the red sea, and invariably, TONS of agro people.) it was nice to meet with dale among the throngs of hicks and spend 3847107019248 hours thereafter, talking over coffee at denny's.

i saw steven at church this morning and couldn't think of anything to say other than comment on the ring of fat surrounding his neck. we were cordial with our families and all, but MAN-- why was i with this guy for a little over a year? i go through physical spasms just over the thought that i actually shared part of myself with him.

but his family looks good!

also! bianca comes back home tonight! i'll try to contain my excitement, seeing that she'll only have two weeks to see family, her ass-load of college friends, and somehow try to manage her weird sleep cycle. if i'm lucky i'll get to see her for an hour or so (whilst staring at her from outside her window.)