alex left for iceland last night and now i have no one to show things like this to.

or even this.

i'll be kissing lips (FINALLY) one week from today. whenever i think about him being gone i play out the "run home jack" scene from hook in my mind.
i've spent more nights alone in our new bedroom than i have with him and i think it's going to make my brain hurt a little when he's back and all the space is no longer just mine.
not that i'm complaining.

i just want tons of money so i can better my surroundings, my closet, and most importantly my pantry and stomach. i just want to cook dinner for everyone i know and be challenged at work so that my brain doesn't feel like it's going to leak out of my ears.

whatever this.

http://www.seriouseats.com/recipes/2010/09/brown-ale-and-buckwheat-honey-ice-cream-recipe.html?utm_source=Serious+Eats+Recipe+Newsletter&utm_campaign=2b05b9013d-Serious_Eats_Recipe_Newsletter_September_17_2010&utm_medium=email

cover me in ink
let me cover my walls

1000 words,
at least.


you're leaving you're leaving you're leaving you're leaving

i feel like i could fly to see you right now and i wish gravity would let me go so that i could