i have a tendency to totally blow chance encounters. that didn't really make sense. but it's those times you randomly run into acquaintance-friends-whom-you-were-always-fond-of, in the cvs for example, and hours later you are kicking yourself for screwing things up. communicating the grace of god in a less-than-five-minute-conversation with someone you havent talked to in years is a tricky thing to do. i wish i was better at it. dear holy spirit, please help me in the future, sincerely, nathan.

today at work i passed two of the head nurses in the hallway and heard the words "vaginal fluid" with a hand motion that i communicated as 'flowing' or maybe even 'gushing.' ladies ladies ladies, is the middle of the hallway the best place to be talking about such things?

then in the lunch room two grown women were discussing their fanaticism with the oh-so-dreamy STING. it was terrible. and the one women's poor husband was sitting right across the table from her. it upset me quite a bit.

the new brandtson album is holy-moly-incredible.

all for now. when i get motivated, i'll post a paris update on the taylor blog so keep your eyes peeled.

im engaged.