last night i had a dream about terrorists: i was at some amusement park, and there was a group of people with guns. i tried to sneak away.
and i had a dream where the super kept nocking on the door, but i didn't answer it because i didn't want him to take simon from me.
more "fair and balanced" reporting from fox "news": right-wing ice cream.
something had been missing from my life the past few days, and now i realize that it was shaver not updating his internet. i don't even want to think about how phik not updating his is affecting me. hopefully i'm used to it by now.
simon was cute tonight:
i had a good run this afternoon. i ran as far as i was running last summer, and didn't let myself walk like i did the other day. when i'm not running, or if i've just started, i always think that running is such a mental thing; that if i just want to i can run longer and faster. at some point during the run, i am always convinced otherwise. but after i'm done, i'm usually not all that tired, so i think i should be able to run longer, if i just push myself a bit more.
i got some claritin today. we'll see how that goes.
i wish iPhoto did sharing like iTunes.