blue phase.

i'm starting to get my appetite back. or i'm trying to eat away my pain. or it's peaking estrogen all up in me. or i just need to stop eating with my family.

biking up hills is essential.

i felt my tonsils getting a bit sore super early this morning. without thinking i got up, took two omega-3s & a one-a-day with some green machine & oj, and headed west. the beach, a toasted onion bagel with hot roasted turkey & cc, another bottle of power-c, a lot of swimming (then dozing) seriously cured that funk. i am sprung on the coast.

watched the debate at ate's house afterwards. first thing q said when i saw her, "i want to show you something, but it's sad." according to ate, she "rescued" a bird from the beach over the weekend and it just died yesterday. she wrapped it in a sock and placed it on top of a pink towel in an antique bird cage. "can i feed him to steve now?" well, at least she's taking death better. when her fish died a couple years back she was crying for days.

this girl.

marbles.

pj steez.

debate & dinner (goldilocks).

we try.