10.07.05 - 3:49 p.m.
from across the sticky table that is unofficially "ours," he said
let's put our stuff in storage, drive down to san diego with the cats and i can work at influx for awhile; we can live someplace cheap.
you miss your mikey, i said, and he sighed,
yeah. and you'd be happier with chelsea and the baby and...
yeah. but there's no place cheap to live in san diego.
we could have a baby.
you don't want one. it says so on your myspace profile.
this morning, he changed his myspace profile to say 'someday.'