baby let your hair hang down

i'm at school, printing photos in the darkroom. it's going faster than i thought, i might not have to be here all day tomorrow. i have about 5 finished pictures, and i need 10. they're really pretty, they're all night pictures of portland. i've been here since 4 and i'm feeling restless. i keep checking my email as an excuse to sit down, and because i'm hopeful. i'm going to stay another hour and then go somewhere else.

oh, i thought of another thing for my list of things that turn me on. ankles.

i got a package from gabe in the mail today, it was a mixtape he made! he glued leaves to it. i haven't listened to it yet though. i should have brought my walkman here, it's too quiet.

i feel kind of nervous about everything in my life right now, but i can't talk about it. i wonder what's going to happen.

love, becky