so.


lobsters- the female carries around a fannypack with the male's sperm, and releases eggs--which she's been incubating for nine months or so into the water, and then sort of unzips said fannypack of sperm into the water so the two can meet, fertilize, etc.


my nephew's babysitter's name is ho. I am thiniking of lobsters for some reason because she looks distinctly like, well, a lobster.


on another note-being away from D is impossibly heartwrenching and painfully burning. itchy burning sensation? um-no. just painful.


i've never been good with anxiety-- i am actually among the least anxious people i know--but i have this sinking feeling that maybe he'll get lost somewhere, not that he has bad intentions at all-but that mabe he is just going to forget this happened--i don't doubt him-i'm just lonely-y depressing myself--but then I have these feelings about working so hard to get to him, to have this life with him---so why do i get that feeling?


now i have to go-sorry its been so long- you know where to find me though