i went to the cable car as usual. i was sitting and writing there and andrew came out for a ciggabutt. we were talking but we are both wayyyyy over worked and most of the time just chase our tails in conversation trying to figure out what story we were telling and why. there was a lot of that (from tired ol me mostly) and then i said...

krissie- why does nothing ever happen?

andrew: stuff happens all the time. clouds form... (inchoherent mumbling and pointing)

krissie: yeah, but why does nothing ever happen to me?

andrew: it does. you just dont like it.

just as he was saying that he was standing up to go back inside. not more then 10 minutes later emily calls me to invite me to the brewhouse. so i went and had a drink. not so exciting but different from what i always do. the change of scenery is nice.

then i went back to cable to see andrew and emm as she was waiting to go home with him. now im sleepy and hurting cuz i need to gain some sort of weight in my ass. my butt always feels bruised due to lack of meat.