118: From the Library Computer...
I think it's been a month--maybe more than that. You all may well have completely forgotten me, or presumed my death. I have indeed been without internet, and have finally gotten on at the library to let you all know that, not only am I not dead, I am quite the opposite.
I rather think--with my mother almost literally looking over my shoulder--that this is not the appropriate context to discuss how irrevocably my life has changed in the intervening time, so I will have to forgo my usual verbosity (ha! too late!) and be utterly and rudely direct:
My father has 'moved out', 'left my mother', and took my computer away. He comes back a couple times a week to visit my mother and still bluster like when he 'lived' there. But for the most part, things are much more peacful. Distance makes the heart grow calm...er.
February is my bad month. I did a good imitation of falling off the face of the earth, and I have only these past few weeks, via a sudden burst of productivity, managed to catch up on homework.
Speaking of which, I have been dying not having the library with all these fines keeping me back. I am indulging in reading again. I'm actually reading like I used to! Joy. Tell you about it later. I have also been actually cleaning every day (empty sink: also Joy); and writing almost as often. I am excited by that, and other things related to that--but no time to talk about that. I have to attempt to fill out an online application to Borders (glares at mother), and so, maybe I'll come back to the library again and ramble properly.
Hope Mia is all recovered. Attempted to send her a get-well card. *crosses fingers* Rejected from Vassar and UC Davis--bummed about UC, but I actually thanked Vassar. Obviously, my outlook has changed. I'll probably go to AR---graduating soon. Okay, must go, more later!