Wednesday, February 9

once again, I find myself wishing that my life was as simple as it used to be.

Monday, February 7

a bit of personal philosophy: when you say "you're pretentious," what I hear is "I am dismayed that my mental capacity is too base and meager to allow for the good taste that you have. although my stubborn pride won't allow me to voice it, I salute thee."

the double fudge coca-cola cake is back at cracker barrel. hallelujah!

nice visit with parents yesterday. it's a shame that bad weather delayed their coming for so long, but they finally made it.

it's one of those weird days when, for some inexplicable reason, I'm looking forward to going to work. very odd. although not as odd as those nights when it's time to leave and I think, "no! give me more work to do!" I think that's happened twice.