i am hungry for an enchillada. (sp?) just woke up. havin tea, and going to farmers market for soup ingredients. it's been a weekend ritual for some time now.
ok, bye.

R.I.P.

My hoodie is GONE. Left it at my ecology lecture apparently. Now it's GONE forever. It's totally throwing my world out of orbit. I remember the day we met....

I was in San Diego with Teniesha waiting for a bus. We were on our way to see scary punk kids play music and scream about ending civilization. Anyway, we were cold and stopped at mall to buy cheap hoodies. At the time, it seemed like nothing. Just your basic black zip-up. Little did I know that it would become the keystone that kept my daily life from crashing into a pile.

I've given up hope that it will return to me like it has in the past. (It's been left behind in 4 different bars in a single nite and made it's way home via friends & small miracles.)

Hoodie, if you're out there, and you read this, please know that our time together was well spent. You weren't just a hoodie. You were a friend. And on occasion, a pillow. Above all you were a great comfort to me. Thank you.

Love,
KAT

Tell me something good...

High point of today:
Having tea with friend while taking a break from studying at a local coffee shop, and listening to the rain hit the pavement just outside the door.
And you?