HOME
I'm home. I don't need to say anything else on that subject, but that. I'm home.
I had 22 messages on my phone today, one it was finally on and working again. Listening to the messages was my little reminder that life continued to exist without me, and that I now--horror of horrors-- have to get back into the swing of it and remember exactly what it was I was doing before I left. I have to call Jeff about PF Chang's, Dave about the play, Steph Evans about her virginity...I'm so glad that I have a life to come back to. I'm so glad there were 22 messages on my phone instead of 0.
I'm so sad that Jenn's gone. I really wanted to see her, and checking her livejournal today was like driving by a house with an empty driveway and drawn shades. I bought two magazines today with Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen on the covers, both discussing MK's recent move to Utah to be treated for anorexia at a special center, and only made me think of her more, out in the middle of somewhere in Mississippi trying to find some solid ground before mid-August arrives. She made me promise that I would still move her into Reed, and I really really hope that's a promise that she'll be around for me to keep. I love you, Jenn <3
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