proof i shed *everywhere*: i just found one of my hairs in the freezer.

a nursing home moment: during a fire alarm, a particularly stately elder lady decides to entertain us during our wait by playing a tune on her harmonica, whisked from some secret pocket.

tomorrow night's plans: going to the garden for sonyl's birthday. drunken dancing. gayboys. breakfast afterwards. yay!

oops: i am going on a "dessert train" ride with my parents after being out all night. bad me.

liking: work, just saying 'no' to the small-town lifestyle, veggie burgers, protein in general, anderson erickson old fashioned cottage cheese (trust me, i grew up eating it and i will eat no other cottage cheese -- or not happily, anyway).

not liking: a feeling of space that must be filled, of time which must be blurred; a feeling of nothing much to do but just earn some money and wait. feeling so far from K in every possible way, and knowing that's not what he feels. he thinks everything is fine, i guess.