There's a tumultuous bloody war raging in my tummy. It may be due to an aftershock of trying to eat fast food products during lunch hour with a co-worker I briefly dated last year. The feeling(s) immediately... He'll most likely visit my home to get some rest and we'll part ways in the morning. Time's too short in the most inconvenient of places, and painfully overstaying its welcome in other realms.

Saturday ( con't. ) I'd met Annie ( tesseracting ) once before somewhere between downtown LA and her home in Upland, sort of sketchy-like. A few hours chatting and eating In-n-Out (the best/closest...them bearing a small gift of some sort, because that's what they offered me. Their hospitality, their undeniably wonky but endearing senses of humour, their friendship. I'll have to do that next time