All I want: to lie in my bed to lie lie lie in my bed. With food in easy reach. All of the food. All of the cheesy pizzas and mexican food and chinese too. And movies on the TV for when I wake up but still want to be lying around.

Scott burned an Uncle Tupelo CD for me. I forget which one because I can't even remember how to put shoes on today let alone something as complicated as that. I'm listening to it now. That was pretty nice of him. Much nicer than me.