whole wheat pasta is surprisingly un-bad

mph. i'm that special kind of sunday-sleepy that comes with getting up at 5:30 and the 4 hours of driving and - on this particularly sunday - the warm, quiet afternoon. i ought to go for a walk but at the moment i'm even too sleepy for that.

i'm trying to decide what to do with my night. there's a production of arcadia at smith that i was thinking of going to see... but. it has occurred to me that tonight would be an ideal time to watch rotk with cast commentary (i know, can you believe i still haven't?) since rach isn't here (so i won't be either hogging the tv or disrupting her study time). the play's on next weekend too, so i wouldn't necessarily miss it... hmm. what to do?

i talked to my friend E for about 3 hours today. nice. a little sad that we're reconnecting just as about getting ready to leave massachusetts. but at least we're reconnecting. right? right.

♥

i think i will sing now.

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it's funny. i'm very committed to the idea that time alone is good for me. but once i have it, i have to fight all kinds of urges to fill it with things, people, activities.

::breathes::

just chill, phin. just chill.