it is now 10:42 p.m. I was buying bread and milk and eggs at the grocery store (the most typical of shopping lists. though i think a package of oreos jumped into my basket). that sax player was there. i saw him in the cereal aisle. he was looking at oatmeal. i um walked by him. i totally felt like I was in 9th grade again. Silly little crushes. I said, "hi i see you playing the sax sometimes" and he smiled at me. In a kind of freaked-out "are you stalking me?" kind of way. aaah...