so, about two hours ago, i cried in front of my boss for the first time. lame. i hate that... but it just happened. one minute i was saying i wasn't feeling well, only got about an hour's worth of disturbed sleep last night - the next i am tearing up making ugly-crying-face at him. i covered my mouth and ran away, just like in the movies, and he said it was okay that i go home.

stressful times, my friends. tonight, i go drink.

right now, i go read. chillin' in my room with a book, warm summer breeze blowing in, it's just like a movie, or the movie's just like me.