she had been having such a bad day (apparently, moments before i arrived, she had been crying), that the gifts made her cry, again.

but out of happiness. because i had managed to blend two things she really loves.

or, three. if you want to count me.

it's ben a rough week.

for two days, there, we discussed whether or not kim wanted the option to date other people.

right now, she doesnt. right now, she says she's in love with me.

and when she kisses me, i still do cartwheels inside.

it's going to be a rough weekend. yesterday already started off bad. the only good part about it was that i made kim happy.

i can feel old age creeping in.

i had a dream, last night, where i got a message, telling me that the girl would be at the airport soon. so i found kim, who was staying with me, and asked if she would like to go. she was hesitant, but agreed.

the airport turned into this whole other place with voodoo and magic and i was looking out for bad people.

and then i was standing by a table prepared by a voodoo mistress and kim was there, as was the girl, and i had to pick what food to eat, and in which order, and how to eat it, and apparently that was going to give away secrets about me.

and somehow i was transported outside of myself and i was on grass, talking to another lady. and her horse.

i need to go take a shower, now. maybe ill shave. maybe not.

then i will get dressed, go to krger, get breakfast for everyone i'm driving,

and go to work. then ill leave, and go to work again.

then ill come home and sleep.

what a day.