Rockewell ...

is sad.

I met up with my friend who's a film major to consult with my impending deadline. I left copies of my drafts with him and ended up talking about a lot of other stuff. My two other friends caught up with us in the conversation after buying shoes as a birthday present for one of them. We then went to Seattle's Best where there were no people.

Rockwell is sad...


By the way, I had another bad dream but I couldn't quite remember anything, just that it was a bunch of bad experiences. Who cares. I'm on an optimistic rampage.