same shit different day

[mothead]

i need to go home. i'm not going to until august, but until then i'm going to bitch about it. i miss the island, and i miss philly even more. i miss greek lady and bui's and pottruck (i miss my biceps). i miss beautiful buildings and locust walk. i miss the extreme pressure of an endless supply of hot water. i miss the constant presence of multiple forms of entertainment with people who i inherently have something in common with. i miss getting ready and going out. i miss old friends and deep conversations. i miss my rainbow pillow. why the hell did i leave it home? three fucking months without my most priceless possession.

i'm sure this lifestyle wasn't meant for me. "growing up" is going to suck. there's too much structure and too many hours in one place with one thing to do.

i need some of those big paychecks to make me feel better. and so i can buy my new laptop and send this monster home.

edit: i'm coming home for a few days on july 4th. holler.