magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

spent the night at stef's and slept in 'cause i didn't have to work today. dreamt about having a conversation with stef about smoking. she's started again, just a few a day, not as bad as before, but still. and it makes me sad. but quitting, for good, is something she has to do for herself. "it's not about brushing yr teeth afterwards," i told her in my dream.

we bought bagels and took them over to 438 to toast them. played some tetris. went for a walk. back to 438 where i made dinner. then over to stef's for fourth of july beers and watching fireworks all around the horizon from their fourth story windows.