it was amazing. and durt missed it. katie wanted to go. and so, i'll probably see it again.

ugh. here we go again. its cold out. im in flip flops, shorts and a t-shirt. me oh my, theres no explaining why. explanations. theres a funny topic. last night morgen got us Superbad, Waitress, The Nanny Diaries, and Pirates Of The Caribbean At Worlds End. i didn't wanna tell her about pirates two. how i watched it lying in bed with Kevin this time last year. or how i watched pirates 3 holding tonys hand. somehow some way, i kinda miss kevin. he was a jerk, but somehow we made it through a whole month without my thinking that. and tony. oh oh tony. i miss him more. i know it. but as said previously, im forced into a stereotype i cant get out of. morgen is 3 months pregnant. in all honesty my heart skipped a beat when we heard his. and the ultrasound is something i cant stop staring at. thats my kid. and with all these thoughts and emotions running through my mind, i will love him (or her, im just hopin for a boy) regardless. i just cant find the time to love myself. fuck.