the worst thing

it is the worst thing ever to have so much i want to write about and literally no time to do it. that's what i get for choosing to start my workday at 7am... but perhaps to spur myself on later:
-the all over the place crazy dream
-the massively huge bug that was a wasp when i killed it but a monster thing with spaghetti-like tenacles when we went to throw it away (down the bathtub drain).
-the friends parents
-shogun and the road up cantrell with the bridge
-friends house/coffee house
-more reflections on seeing people of my past
-AT
-life buddy