"we're married," you mumble, eyelids half-closed.

"not yet," i say, wondering what the fuck you're talking about.

"for all intents and purposes."

you don't remember that exchange, but that's okay.

on a totally unrelated tangent: the people who work at the east ames wendy's are the saddest looking people i've ever seen in my life.

i got a print of john waterhouse's the lady of shalott at walmart yesterday for three dollars. it reminds me of adam. i haven't seen him in months, and i miss him. a lot.

i don't even know where he is. he could be dead for all i know. i think i'll try to email him.

he may be slightly insane, but he's still one of my best friends and favorite people in the whole world, despite all the shit.

paid the rent today. i'm all good. also, got paid. $21 dollars. my first paycheck in almost a year.