a health-awareness billboard i saw on the way home today has a slogan that makes, well, not so much of an impact on me. here it is, the big slogan: "no place is sacred. asthma."

wow, like, yeah, man. no place is sacred! asthma! dude!

anyway. pleasant evening last night cooking for an audience of my little ames gayboys. plus matty_n, my favorite person in ames. well, one of my top five people in ames anyway. he gave me a glass of tuaca after our fine italian meal. italian liqueur and upmarket cigarettes, yay.

right now i just woke up from a two-hour nap. i had really insane dreams. one of them was that a big strong waiter from some non-specific foreign country was standing behind me--i was seated--holding my arms behind my back and pushing my face into a table. i woke up and was sleeping on my arm all wrong and drooling into the pillow. hmmm. then we had one where i was trying to escape from someone and ended up in this bathroom, all pink and green and 50s and rather reminiscent of "psycho." thank god jennylee called before that one developed any further.

jennylee is an amazing girl i hung out with last summer, and i tried to find her this time around, but i just now succeeded! and she is cool.

last day picking tomatoes this morning. it was good fun. now i am a sorter as well, and make twice as much money, and it's always interesting. we get 45 minutes in between picking and sorting, so i had breakfast in the park. sun-dappled.

am thrilled and terrified to go back to england and back to K.

um what else. oh god my brain is still asleep. i have a lot of other things, maybe later though.