So after you called me, and I ate my rather odd, but surprisingly good lunch, I went over to Abby's house.  I am normally not allowed in her house, (long story) but her mother was asleep and her father and brother were not home.  We watched entertaining videos on you tube; I was told that there was an evil seed in me by a talking loaf of bread. Then I let her paint my nails, (why I don't know) pale blue and I actually like them.Then I ran, and my hamstring started hurting again! YAY. So now I am lying on my bed in mild pain, after having an interesting conversation with Liv about having an affair with Obama. I don't know how that started. Later I am going to go see an opera that Chloe is in, in Point Reyes, with Kate. The end.'

Oh and also THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR CALLING I WOULD HAVE HAD A MENTAL BREAKDOWN IF I HADN'T SPOKEN TO YOU.

Oh and if that doesn't sum up the miss-you-ness, (clears throat...)

"Once and a while, when I am up to nothing, I stare out my smudged window into the warm summer rain.  This summer rain is odd, being in a place so notoriously hot during the summer, and it seems as though the gods want to amplify my misery until I am beaten into the ground. All I can do on these days is think. It is in these quiet moments that some gullible part of my brain asks me if I may ever reach you across all the mountains and oceans and plains that separate us, and the rest of my mind pushes the silly question away and says, "Be patient, for nothing can hasten time except living through it." And I sigh, close the curtains and find something to distract me for another day."

How was that? Muahaha!

-Geena.