magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

so yeah, what are those symptoms of depression again?

(listening to robey pointer's old 'last party' mp3s isn't really helping. remember him? he's half of dead dog.)

last night stef had a little mini breakdown. she was paying bills online. brushed her teeth. got into bed. snuggled up against me for a few minutes. then rolled over, pulled the blankets in tight around herself and started softly crying.

it's this whole being an adult thing, that neither of us is really doing much of a decent job at. i know things will be okay. i'll kick my semi-paralyzing fear of the world in the ass and find a job. maybe make some friends of my own. get out and do stuff. (teddy leo is here in austin tonight and i'm home doing nothing.)

even flora seems to feel like something is in the air.