I'm getting slow at this blogging thing. Blah.

Study weekend was a lot of fun. I enjoyed myself immensely.

I love you, Amber.

And I love Maria.

And I love a lot of people. Most of them not near so much as I realize or not near so much as I should. Or maybeI don't love them but say I do? I hope not. But maybe it's true and I am just being a fake. That's scary. Maybe I don't appreciate you so much as you deserve. Or maybe I can't show it to you? Maybe I am nervous or embarassed. Maybe I am a lot of things I don't think I am and don't want to see it.

I miss my bunny (Cuppy to Jo-anne) I think I might go lie down on my bed with him.

Ever get that feeling down in the bottom of your throat that makes you want to cry? And whenever you breathe you can feel that spot heaving and swelling and it is bursting to open up. That's what I have right now.

I need to sneeze.

I am nervous.