Jan 22, 2008 23:47
Man. Heath Ledger. Serious, and selective about his career. An actor who valued a respectable repertoire, and whose career has been cut short far too soon. And on a less sombre note, my thirteen-year-old self thought he was pretty hot in The Patriot. He will be missed.
What a strange few days it has been.
It rained at home, and it's raining back in Isla Vista. Sort of comforting, except that I don't have an umbrella, or boots.
Jordan departed this evening, after spending the day doing assorted errands, not the least of which is (most likely) nailing down a place to live. The downside? Won't be available until mid-Feb. And honestly? I don't care! Because I just want a place that we can make our own, anything that feels like home! Whee! I can't wait.
I'm busy all the time. Really, I should be asleep because my shift starts at 7:30 tomorrow. Wish I had a million dollars.
I miss everyone. I really miss the feeling of being at home.
I think one of my big prerogatives (I just learned how to spell that properly) for the coming year is to acquire something like a car. Maybe a horse and buggy- better mileage. Or, at the very least, learn to drive stick so I can drive the truck. Hahahahaha! This is like that ridiculous habit I have of checking my bank statements online, thereby confirming that I am broke, then getting on craigslist and trolling for things I can't afford.
I just learned that prerogative doesn't mean what I thought it means. Dictionary.com: We Are Not Worthy.
Signing off. It's nice to be able to listen to the rain. One more thing, though: Hi! I hear you, and I remember.
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