tomorrow is laundry day

You know what's really pretty wonderful? When you're sitting around, missing someone and feeling blue, and that person you're missing calls you and tells you that he/she misses you too.

On a related note, to all my lovely New York people, I miss you, and I'm terribly sorry I haven't called you. It's not you, it's me. I have been far too self-involved, adjusting to Milwaukee and getting two new jobs and this whole thing where I'm not really depressed anymore.

I made a necklace today. It is long and red and sparkly.