Well, uh, yeah, so Ingrid, uh, broke up with me. Again. I mean, that's totally...you know, I mean, she's her own person, and she's really, like, strong and independent and stuff. And I totally respect her decision and, you know, I'm sure I'll see her when I'm at work at the vegan grocery downtown, because that's where...where she always goes...::sniffsniff::...to buy her silken tofu and kohlrabi. I mean, that's where...we met...::sniffsniff::...she was so, I mean, just totally amazing, like sort of a mix between Winona Ryder and Audrey Hepburn, except with her nose pierced...and I remember when we went to that Death Cab for Cutie concert, and we sort of held hands, except not, and it was sort of like she was my girlfriend, even though that's a totally outdated and sexist term and maybe even offensive...but, I mean, she's going to go back to her ex-boyfriend, that guy Todd who's a bouncer at that club down on Walnut...and I mean, that's totally fine, she's really smart and I'm sure she's made the right decision for her, but he's just so...I mean, maybe we just see things differently, but I'm sure he's not a vegan and I don't really know how Ingrid feels about that, and I'm sure he didn't go to the Take Back the Night rally with her because I was there that night, and we shared Fresh Samanthas in her Jetta after it was over when she was driving back to the hosue that I share with six other people and a bunch of guitars...which reminds me, my housemate, Matt, borrowed by Dashboard Confessional live bootleg, which is, like, fine, because I really believe in giving to other people, except he's had it forn three weeks and I think he gave it back to his girlfriend, Anya, to take back to Swarthmore with her...but anyway, yeah, this is called "Song for Ingrid #26, Bitterly, Plaintively."