I've decided I'm a total wackjob.

I was at counseling yesterday, and just about busted myself open laughing when I realized I'd used dichotomy in a sentence. I mean, how often do you get to throw dichotomy out in a coversation? It was great!

Finding all these lost words in my head always makes me think of Noël, particulary, the two of us sitting next to each other in English, which we managed for two years in a row without killing each other, though I seem to recall a few close calls.

So, Noël, whathefuxup? Don't doodle any more curses in the margins, ok? And really, when is the last time you managed a whole page of intestines? I hope Jack is ok.... be seeing you soon! YAY!