this morning my dog Lily died. this afternoon Charlie my fish died. I cried in front of a roomfull of PhD students that I had known for just a few hours. only one person saw I think. the one person I knew for more than a few hours thankfully.

I've been so sad since I've gotten to Denver that it's hard to breathe. or maybe that's the altitude. it's a wonderful place I think, even though I'm not adjusting with the swiftness I expected. but I do have a view of the mountains if I walk outside of my apartment and look west. and my apartment has one of the loveliest bathrooms I've seen. small consolation but consolation nonetheless.


sunshine already got two new fishies, since I guess Charlie's bowl didn't look right empty. they're both girl fishies and he named one Marge and I named one Maggie. I think Maggie is a good fish name. like Charlie but a girl.

poor Charlie and Lily. they were good ones.