I just came back downstairs from enjoying the view from the fire escape.

I smoked a cigarette and realized that my legs are trembly. I am getting excited about the coming of René. ...I can pick him up in Chicago. He arrives there are 6:30 next Saturday.

I have new friends! I friended a person who is in my training class, a boy named Matt. He talks about himself a lot. I talked to some of Joel's friends last night at the show. The show was amazing. If you haven't listened to The Last Troubadour, you should. ...I could go on for a while about them. They are adorable. Their whole band. And the music is HQ.



I am in a very good mood right now. My heart feels happy. I talked to Ron a little bit today. He tells me crazy things. I'm not sure that I want to believe them, but I feel compelled.

I have only one contact lens right now, until I receive the new ones in the mail. When I close my left eye, I notice my nose a lot more. I can't draw with one eye. I don't trust my right eye to be as artistic as my left eye. I worry about Miranda.

I notice that just about every kind of food that Cincinnati residents crave is either covered in chili or chili and cheese. I had fries covered in gravy and cheese last night. They were delicious. Why aren't there more morbidly obese people here? Everyone at work constantly talks about all of the places they eat. All of the foods they enjoy.

I went to the bar across the street a couple of nights ago with Joel. While there, Tom the white supremacist redneck called. He hasn't left me alone since I left. He keeps calling me at random times to ask me when I'm going back to Sioux Falls. I tell him that all he wants to do is fuck. He tells me he wants more than that with me. I let Joel answer the phone. Joel pretends to be a black guy. Tom won't be calling me anymore. ...even though I have no phone. hahahahaha.

My clothing feels looser on me. I am losing weight. I have weight to lose, so I'm not too concerned. I'm not trying to...I just need to feel settled before I can be normal again. I realize that I haven't been singing since I started working. This makes me sad. I am going to go upstairs to sing...and to practice drawing with one eye. ...but I think I should shower first. <3