Wavering

I've been living so long with my pictures of you that
I almost believe that the pictures are all I can feel. -Pictures of You; The Cure

This is the first time I've heard this song, and I have The Cure discography. It hit my mind like when you accidentally stand up too fast and the blood rushes to your head, and you know where you are, but you're still a little dazed and can't maintain balance very well.

That's what it felt like.

I finally have food again in the apartment.

I was down to these items:

1 cup of Yogurt
A quarter box of Mini-Wheats
No Milk
Spinach.

So I was getting pretty hungry in the apartment. Finally got to the store with a friend, drop a cool seventy bucks, and have three cartons of Lactaid milk (Because I don't want shooting pains in the middle of hearing my professor from Jiang Nan province of China speak about how much cotton China grew in the late Qing dynasty)
A couple cartons of juice, cereal, yogurt, and that's about it.
Not much solid food...

Aside:
Hopefully when the dust settles down
and the people move on
I'll crawl into town
And see you're not gone.

Boom. Freestyle quatrain poetry.

I've got mass amounts of laundry to do. Like literally, it's a small hill in the corner. It will equate to six loads, or 14 dollars of laundry, sans computation of the cost of detergent... This shit sucks.

Aside Again:

I never meant to cause you trouble,
And I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well if I ever caused you trouble,
O no, I never meant to do you harm.

Coldplay - Trouble

I enjoy emails. Send one.
Via Facebook, Gmail, or AOL. Anything.

I'm hoping to send a mass amount of letters out soon. And I have no addresses except for a few valuable ones.
I love hearing what you've got to say about you. Really.