Aug 25, 2008 15:03
I haven't felt the need to use this as a real journal in a long time, but today I had the sudden urge.
Hank's leaving for BU to get his MFA in Poetry. I'm stuck in Cincinnati getting mine in fiction. We've never actually been without each other before, even when he was dating Michelle, we were still best friends. Thus it's going to be really difficult not having him around.
He's leaving me his car so that I can drive up to Cinci every morning, because apartment searching was a massive fail. Which, by the way. I got my lisence. It only took five years. I thought I would never drive, ever.
*sigh*
I'm still afraid of other cars and meeting new people. I hate talking to people I don't know. And I have other friends, it's just not the same as having your best friends around. Did I mention that Vanessa isn't talking to me? And hasn't all summer?
Okay that's enough complaining. I'm reading some good books, "The Ten Most Beautiful Experiments," "Unweaving the Rainbow," and "Melusine" again. Good stuff.
real life,
complaining