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While I am waiting up to see if someone signs up to have his post parent-fight chat with me, I think I will do an update.
I am constantly tired. Constantly a little sick. My back right gum is infected. I am getting fat. I have lots and lots of work to do.
Yet I am incredibly, incredibly happy. I have had so many amazing moments in the nights that are depriving me of that sleep. Rolling down foss hill in the rain, searching all night for the means to make pot brownies in a group of people who had no intention of eating them, group hugs, water beds, bouncy couches, eto lampa, sharing music, playing leap frog and doing the mosquito avoi-dance, playing tag, puddle stomping, playing piano at midnight, singin in the rain and the maltese falcon, teeth, love love love love love...it's wonderful. And all the work I have to do...sucks. But for once it feels like the work is actually FOR something. I think one small story that sums up a little about how I'm feeling about life right now....i keep my keys a and stuff on a caribbeaner. I don't know how, or when, but somehow my guitar pick that i had on a key chain came off. It was a perfectly good pick that I'm sure anyone could have used, or even just ignored. Yet I found it sitting nicely on top of the card reader outside the door to my dorm building.
This is a new, fascinating life. But it's good. There's SO much I miss from home. But I love this too.
I am constantly tired. Constantly a little sick. My back right gum is infected. I am getting fat. I have lots and lots of work to do.
Yet I am incredibly, incredibly happy. I have had so many amazing moments in the nights that are depriving me of that sleep. Rolling down foss hill in the rain, searching all night for the means to make pot brownies in a group of people who had no intention of eating them, group hugs, water beds, bouncy couches, eto lampa, sharing music, playing leap frog and doing the mosquito avoi-dance, playing tag, puddle stomping, playing piano at midnight, singin in the rain and the maltese falcon, teeth, love love love love love...it's wonderful. And all the work I have to do...sucks. But for once it feels like the work is actually FOR something. I think one small story that sums up a little about how I'm feeling about life right now....i keep my keys a and stuff on a caribbeaner. I don't know how, or when, but somehow my guitar pick that i had on a key chain came off. It was a perfectly good pick that I'm sure anyone could have used, or even just ignored. Yet I found it sitting nicely on top of the card reader outside the door to my dorm building.
This is a new, fascinating life. But it's good. There's SO much I miss from home. But I love this too.