i spent four lonely days in a brown NY haze...

...and i just want you back by my side!*

it's been more than four days, almost a week now. hands cupped over ears, muffling out the world. not that there is much going on worth hearing, but it's nice to know when the bus that's about to mow you down is coming. so you can at least turn and look like a frightened deer before being flattened. it's also been a week since riding a bike, a week since running. the fat accumulates (if only in my mind) despite having no appetite and eating soup only when my body starts shaking. who needs to eat when post nasal drip fills your throat and belly?

new roommate moves in on sunday. old bad roommate has left a ton of shit behind and has yet to come by to do a final cleaning. i told good roommate that this is what old roommate has done before several times over, and surely she'll do again. i don't think she'll be back, but good roommate is in denial. i kind of hope she doesn't come back just because i don't want to deal with her anymore and i'm ready to move on, but the idea that she's still got keys creeps me out beyond belief.

on a sad note, twg is good and gone. paired with julie's disappearance from the blog world it's been a sad and lonely place. who do i read now? i just can't keep up. i get attached to people, to what they write about and what's going on in their lives. (i still talk to them irl, but it's just not the same!) i haven't picked up anyone new lately - where to start? not like there's anything entertaining going on here so i really shouldn't complain.


*apologizes for starting off this post with jimmy buffet. i blame my mother for loving his music.