today i was trying to remember something. i remember it because as compared to recent housing/car frustrations, it provoked a rare bit of hope and happiness. and i remember trying to remember it and vicariously experiencing that little rush of happiness. but i can’t recall what it was that made me feel that way. funny.

i had the best pizza in the world today. large pepperoni from amante’s. jean, marianne, and i could have *easily* put away an extra-large.

how novel to say something to friends that they find completely novel. i owe that reference to david whyte. i owe david whyte to teri watson, perhaps better known as mrs. watson, my 10th and 12th grade high school english teacher.