My friend says the Kleenex was delivered on Wednesday and the lozenges hopefully came too last week. I have to go ask about them to the SW and I'm feeling too shy and strange.

At night I can't stop eating. Candy, Cheetos, soda and peanut butter.

I'm just drooling over the guy I'm in love with here. I'm in dangerous territory and I don't want to get obsessed. Fate brought me right across the hall from him. Strange circumstances. I have a bad track record when it comes to being in love. I hope I'm finally old enough not to lose my mind.