so my friend m. she took a deep breath and a big step and moved out of her dad's house. it was a bad situation and I am glad that she finally left. the catch is they just recently moved to atlanta, so she doesnt have her close friends like me around to support and help her. she is living with an amazing lady from her office, renting a room. it sounds like a great starting point. its hard not to be there when something like this happens, but i am glad someone else stood in for me.
i finished chapter two of the complex christ, and its pretty much official. I am in love. all i have to do now is go to england and consummate the relationship by shaking Kester Browin's hand.

im excited for pesto tonight, it will be the perfect setup to project runway (eee!) and then i will enjoy the memory again while packing to go to my dad's house tomorrow. Im not obsessed with food, but when good food happens, i appreciate it. Just like good music, which isnt happening right now. My company changes the music channel twice a day so that every style is played at least once a week. For example, tuesday afternoons is country so I plug my ears. Wednesday afternoon is lets turn sucky pop music into even worse muzak propaganda. oh,well. it happens.