the night moves along

while i would love it if one of the people who found this entry was actually mila kunis and she was so amused by my irreverent babbling and adoration of her that she called me and came over tonight (hope she didn't get the wrong idea cuz of the bouncing around themes of the entries like sleeping alone and sleeping with and cuddling and activity partners and friends and movie musicals and gods and... slavery?... ah, seriously love her sense of humor, remember?... must be testing it, aye?), this blog madness continues as the drive the babble on about whatever happens almost hour to hour in this life experience continues and one kinda causes the other, so sitting here feeling a chill, i check the temperature and find it's 65 degrees in the place and think, hey maybe it's time to close the door and windows, especially when the phone tells me it's 55 degrees outside and that realfeel thing says it's 52 degrees and with the humidity at 89 percent, it's really chilling (or chillin, to be cool, hip, and a bit more up-to-date-like)... getting a little hungry... boiling waster and hot pasta would warm the place up...

hey, it's just a life, ya know?...

narf :)