Listening to Badly Drawn Boy, thinking about Romeo and Juliet and trying to make connections and sense, but the world is too wide and complex. I was chain smoking on the night of my birthday but have since quit cuz I see no light at the end of the dark tunnel, no glowing ash of reward. I made spaghetti tonite and am sitting in my apartment with just Tony (the cat) cuz my roomies are away at a training in Portland. I guess I should read. I will be doing laundry at my friends' house tomorrow due to lack of funds to even use a laundromat. There is no new e-mails and noone on AOL I care to really talk to (or they're asleep in the Eastern Time Zone). I miss my Mom and Sister and Brother and Father in that order, no offense to any of. I hope my Thanksgiving is nice. I hope I have people here to spend it with. Enrique, one of my fave Cool School kids, had his last day today with us. I will miss him and I hear Edgar, another of my faves, is soon to leave, oh how they break hearts, but no more than they have healed. Well, off to some form of sleep, tv or book for me, so goodnite and goodnite and goodnite to the moon and angels and sea and blades of people across the vast American lawnscape. Life is beautiful and ugly, what a dame!

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