"11:11" "My clock is three minutes fast."

Happy Birthday to me.


Went to see Working for Super Summer Theatre.

It was pretty bad.



Molly drove me home and we talked. It was.... really really nice. The kind of conversation I haven't had in a really long time, and really exactly what I needed.
It was kind of like we each said what we needed to say, listened to what the other one had to say, and then said what we needed to say. There wasn't any not knowing what to say or making things awkward.
Natasha called in the middle of our conversation, which was weird. She told Molly to call her back when we were done. I'm kind of interested as to why she called, but it actually doesn't bother me.

I haven't been keeping up with the labels on my blogs.