May 04, 2008 16:15
Oh God, windows messenger is win. It's the oldest bloody version of MSN on the planet, but it doesn't make my computer choke and attempt having a heart attack that leads to suicide (i.e. my computer resetting itself) so I'll be able to talk to Molly and Taylor more often and won't get so many Facebook messages from them telling me they miss me. Shatters my heart every time I get one from Taylor especially. There are days I could kick myself in the ass for moving away just because I know it broke him so much. I worry about him a lot. Mom says he's getting worse now because the doctors don't want to put him on anti-depressants but he's so depressed and just. Blah. I don't even know. I don't really feel like going there right now. Therapy was helping him but they cut him off for some reason. I can't remember why, I'll have to ask Mom again. Oh well.
Apparently Taylor found all my old writings and whatnot in the attic at home and he asked me if he could read some. I told him he could if he wanted too but not to be shocked if there's smut or some sort of gruesome shit in there. When I got angry my characters tended to go on killing sprees. I don't want to out and out tell him that I'm going to attempt being there for Christmas but there are sometimes I just want to let him know I'm not gone forever. I shouldn't have gotten so damn close to him if I was just going to leave. Well. It was sort of a spur of the moment move that had been being planned for years that have never gotten done. I came across the money to move with and we did it. Now I'm confined to the states until my case goes through God damn it Lawyer, hurry the fuck up not that I'm upset about being here. I love it here. I love Jeremy and his relatives and whatnot. But I miss my relatives and friends. It's not the same just talking on the phone or the pc. Blah. Soon Boy, soon. I will be there and we can terrorize Barrington again, bwuaha! So instead of terrorizing Barrington for now he'll just have to deal with the mass amounts of Dane Cook I'll send his way to make up for it. Crappy making up for it gift, but oh wells. He loves Dane Cook, so have at 'im, little brother.
In other news, ....um. Nothing. Bowling hurts if done incorrectly? That's about it. ;/
missing home,
dane cook,
mom,
bowling,
depressed,
taylor