dear dave,

I'm shoving pretzel sticks into my mouth like there is no tomorrow. They are the perfect size, and covered in salt. I love them. Crispy and delicious.

Friday blahs at the studio. Talk of going to a movie dissolved into "I should work"s. Everybody seems extra chatty. IT's funny how things ebb and flow. It feels like a day of transition.

Happy this morning, because we will be able to move out early, and not pay double rent on the apt this month. THat is terrific news.

Its time to find my focus, and block out all the chatter/ and pretzel sticks around me! Printing tomorrow. F_O_C_U_S!