last couple of days have been hard. katey and I are going doctor crazy. I guess i might go for my anxiety, but i don't really know how i feel about taking meds for that shit. it's a been there done that sort of thing, and it never helps too much.

<-- great movie. i saw some of it on tv once and thought it was pretty awful, but watching it all the way through is different. Reminded me of a overly dramatic version of myself. I think i'm going to start running again. Cory, new roomie, moved in this weekend and brought a treadmill so i guess i'll start there. I started doing yoga again for the sake of my sanity and blood pressure. It opens up my pores, makes me feel alive. Had lunch with my parents yesterday, which was good. I even stole a picture from my old room. My little sister just looked too damn adorable. No lies, i cried.


I got down on my knees, but there was nothing to say. I tried to say a prayer, but goddamit there was nothing to fucking say.