Other than that, not much has happened. Went to church in the morning, where I spent most of the mass alternately making faces at the leetle baby in the pew in front of me and contemplating the compulsion of many human beings to make faces at babies they don't know.
Most of the rest of the day has been spent mentally Christmas shopping, trying to finalize some kind of list, so that I can actually get something accomplished when my mom and I do our dinner-at-the-food-court-and-mad-buying-s
I don't want to hold back.
I don't want to slip down.
I don't want to think back to the one thing that I know I
Should have done.
I don't want to doubt you,
Know everything about you.
I don't want to sit across the table from you
Wishing I could run.
I want to love you madly . . .