Yesterday, following Niki's good advice, I took Matt's number out of my phone. This should hopefully prevent any future drunken calling of him. Now, I just hope I don't run in to him for a long while so I don't have to hide out of shame.

It is a gray, rainy day - and I don't know if I have ever thought a gray day looked so beautiful, but honestly, I say this out of sheer joy, not any maudlin sense of depression - today, its grayness, and its mist of rain is fucking lovely. The relections in the puddles outside my building, the sound of soft rain through our open windows - these things wow me.