aside from being profoundly ill on friday i had a good time laying around without a care in the world. next day allie and i went and did some things-don't really remember exactly what we did but they were things and they were good. allie stayed until sunday and i got to witness two nyquil-induced daze's in her life. that night i sat online for hours and then talked to the one whom i think i'm in love with. day before today i sat around and went to lab for a while then helped angela then talked to that one again until early when i dove headfirst into the saddest string of dreams that i think i've ever had. class, and "class" includes (but is not limited to): message writing, allies paramecium leg contained in her blog, being utterly depressed by kelley's, then brought back up by molly's hopeful one. now here i sit, thinking about love again. thinking about friday: smiles, xoxo's, staring, background noise, intensity, legs under the table, hands over the table-which all translates into total and complete happiness. give him to me.