i figured there might be some small chance tucson had some kind of march going on saturday, though i doubted it. so i asked paul if anything was going on and he grabbed my hand and kissed it and said yes.

meeting at his house at 9am.

i feel really good about this.

in other news, 3x5 made me cry a little on the way home. it never ceases to amaze me how your "worst case scenario" can come true right in front of your eyes. and i always seem to forget just how much it hurts.