I'm falling in and out and in and out

I was inexplicably happy to see him yesterday. Best friend happy.

I like that we match. I like it very much.

I like what he wrote. My heart just melted like a popsicle in the summertime.

I spent last night discussing the zombie apocalypse with Danish. Who knew we'd ever have anything to talk about? Hahaha. So, in the event of a zombie invasion, I'm to go to his house.

I do not know as of yet whether that is the best idea.

At any rate, I can't stay at my house, so I'll have to hop on my neighbor's motorcycle with a cat under each armpit in a very glamorous black tank top and hot oiled legs that go on forever, and ride somewhere safe.

I don't even know, really. I' so tired I can't think straight.

So much work to do, I'm drowning.

I've got:

• a wedding
• a debut
• a website
• a personal statement for my entrance piece for college
• and tons of letters
• a header
• AUGH
• I CANNOT

At least I've got his pretty posts and a marriage proposal and lemon tarts to get me through the day.

I like my friends.