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So sometimes i just feel like disappearing from the world and i go days on end without actually speaking to anyone. today when i finally got up the courage to listen to my voicemails i had 17 new messages, most from my mother. after the number grows above 4 i tend to hide from the chore like a plague. i just know at least one of those messages contains impending doom.
i've been a bit reclusive as of late, i'm sorry for this, but it happens every so often... and seeing that i have little to no money to my name it's probably for the best in some sick and twisted way.
it makes for more quality time with Luke which is pretty great. but only makes the distance between friends both near and already far enough even farther... this is it's downside.
i realized tonight, on my treck from my apartment two buildings over to Amys to take a shower because she has something i want... hot water... that i treat this complex like a college campus. it's essentially the same thing... a bunch of weird people about the same age that don't respect others taste for loud music, the smell of ciggarettes and privacy. the rental office serves as a doom mom and the mail is not too far away, there's also an all night gym and a communal laundry facility. one could venture to say amy lives in arc and i in french, if you're familiar with longwoods campus... where once i did the walk of shame from john crawleys place in the towers to mine in the hamms i now go from building 9 to 2 and back in search of warmer waters. the plus side in this grown up version of my childhood bedroom is that i get to have a dog and essientally do whatever i want.
speaking of dogs i need to walk him then we're eating dinner and going to bed.
i've been a bit reclusive as of late, i'm sorry for this, but it happens every so often... and seeing that i have little to no money to my name it's probably for the best in some sick and twisted way.
it makes for more quality time with Luke which is pretty great. but only makes the distance between friends both near and already far enough even farther... this is it's downside.
i realized tonight, on my treck from my apartment two buildings over to Amys to take a shower because she has something i want... hot water... that i treat this complex like a college campus. it's essentially the same thing... a bunch of weird people about the same age that don't respect others taste for loud music, the smell of ciggarettes and privacy. the rental office serves as a doom mom and the mail is not too far away, there's also an all night gym and a communal laundry facility. one could venture to say amy lives in arc and i in french, if you're familiar with longwoods campus... where once i did the walk of shame from john crawleys place in the towers to mine in the hamms i now go from building 9 to 2 and back in search of warmer waters. the plus side in this grown up version of my childhood bedroom is that i get to have a dog and essientally do whatever i want.
speaking of dogs i need to walk him then we're eating dinner and going to bed.