8. they ate the baby oysters :(

the little guys never had a chance. they had magical tiny shell feet that floated beneath them.  tonight, watching alice in wonderland with my friend anneli i was surprised how much of the movie i’d forgotten.  usually ive got a really clear visual memory of anything i’ve looked at or watched.

real life memories are stunted, in the short term department though.  they always seem to somehow float to the surface after a while.  all is good.

i recently laid my heart out to a very special friend. it wasnt scary at all. i always thought it would be. she smiled, and i smiled, and i still am.

for the next week i’ll be posting all entries as a ghost writer for james frey, unless i get bored.  commas are for sissies.