10 42 pm pdt [ flight to the bay ]

I had a very strange dream last night that Matthew and I had moved into a bizarre huge apartment. It was white with heavy dark wood beams showing all over. The place will filled with other people's stuff (including an alarming number of macasins) and I was sort of poking around trying to discover what stuff was there. There was a huge sign in the living room displaying when the rent was due. Our current manager came in and said that she'd noticed I hadn't had my three bites of cantelope for the day. She was holding a spoon and half a cantelope. I was not pleased that she was trying to feed me and I defensively replied that I had eaten an entire cantelope the day before.

This is the guy I spent the whole plane ride talking to. We had such a blast chatting that I didn't even notice that our flight was delayed nearly an hour.

[ 3 years: ]

three years ago today: I didn't write because I was backpacking with my beau.

two years ago today: Having had sex ed from 5th through 12th grade, there's not a lot to learn at this point, but I was refreshed to see such a historically embedded analysis.

one year ago today: Most of the company has returned to LA. Tonight, though I'm sure we will waste it sleeping, Matthew's and my mini-vacation begins.