stayed up late last night. felt kind of queasy all night, in a foreboding way. who knows what's fixing to happen, but i'm not going to like it one bit when it does. half of it is likely my move back to new york, and my very-soon visit with people i haven't seen in a long time. i'm not even lonely for my time in new york, code for james, anymore. i'm just sad at the way we speak now. past eachother and from a million miles away, exasperated.

well, screw 10 am on saturday. there isn't another person in the universe awake. i'm going to back to bed and hopefully when i wake up i'll be in a better mood.