my face is all red. I feel like I should get really angry to match it. It shouldn't be hard; I'm so sick of all my crappy skin issues.

I went to a wedding on saturday. It was lovely. I never ever want to have one. I would crack up or make sarcastic replies to the officiant or both. But anyway, it was lovely. They were so cute, and I got to see a once upon a time scruffy friend of mine in a swank tuxedo looking like an international super spy. Heehee.

I stayed up late last night eating banana muffins (homemade) with boy. Today I am so tired, but I have been so tired for the last 50 days running anyhow. This is week ten. 4 weeks left in this stupid firetrucking semester. I need some serious downtime.

also: carl sandburgh.