Dec 24, 2005 13:39
So, it's Christmas Eve.
It doesn't really feel right this year.
It's 65° outside.
Baaah.
I talked to Richard earlier, and he improved my mood tremendously.
Then his phone died mid-sentence.
I blame the pimento spread he was buying at Publix.
I need a hug.
And I realize just how much I detest the people here.
Caring about them makes it harder to leave.
I'm in such a state of confusion.
I really just wanna be back in Athens--where I can be myself again.
My package was finally located in Alpharetta.
'Tis a good thing, because it was only insured for a certain amount.
I hope everyone likes their Christmas presents.
I wish I could see their expressions.
I'm just blabbering on now, because there's nothing better to do.
My family is so disfunctional and disconnected.
I've just given up.
xoxo,
Chris
P.S. ouch.