Smoke...

I'm stressed out as all hell. 
I have no reason to be. 
Eva's headed back to Sweden.  Yesterday I gave her some parting gifts and she gave me a necklace. 
The day before Spencer and I got some people together for a hearty goodbye at Gabor's.
I drank way too much and got all weepy.
Eva and I are going to a ballet lesson together on Wednesday.
I had a great talk with Lynde the other night.  She surprised me with wonderful gifts for my birthday.
Jeremiah is having a go at quitting smoking.  He's doing great so far but it's really hard to seem him in so much pain and discomfort.
My mom is in Colorado so I'm very excited to see her.  She fixed my laptop as a birthday present.
I'm in choir now with Morgan and I love it so far.  I haven't sung in a controlled way in years.
Work on the house is going very well.  Our master bathroom is beautiful thanks to Adam, Mark and Jeremiah.
I've got too much to do for History and Creative Writing.
I find out the status of my schooling tomorrow.
I buy my tickets to Paris this week.  OMG.
Chauncey Billups is leaving Denver.  Very sad news.  F'ing Melo.
J and I decided to name our first puppy Chauncey no matter what.

Any thoughts, prayers, and encouragement should be sent Jeremiah's way.  Smoking sucks as does quitting smoking.