oh ramona, if only there was something between us

i am way too giggly about that fact that david bowie uses my name in a song.

oh. and i had a dream that some wonderful person decided to cast matthew goode as david in a biopic.

i think some of my brains leaked out on the pillow.

:/

had a rather disjointed chat with a dear friend that's left me feeling out of sorts and rather open-ended. i know that i've not done anything wrong or unwanted, but i still feel kindof awful.

i'm striving to not take any of it personally, because i know that's not how it was intended -- but my brain is starting to work overtime in an effort to make it all my fault. because that's just what my brain does.

i have another page of fic to type, but the desire has abandoned me at the moment.