If I had any less sense (common or otherwise) than I do...
... I would be in Luna's driver's seat and bound for Florida at this moment.
Wednesday was Katie's birthday, so I'm already mad at myself for not being there for my best friend when she needs me. Okay, three years ago, her mom died THE DAY BEFORE HER BIRTHDAY! Some Sweet Sixteen... We've left each other high and dry a couple of times - I've done it too, so I'm not blaming her - but right now, I feel like I should be there. My dad won't hear of it though and with a fresh head injury, I probably shouldn't.
Also... I'm just getting fucking sick of this town. Jareth and I had a long talk yesterday about my moving out. Unfortunately, there's no one who could put me up if I were to try. I'm not going to go into details of this conversation, mostly because I don't remember the details right off and would have to go find the conversation. Also, if I went into details, someone would either snitch on me or try to stop me. Let's just put it this way - I'm trying to get out in the safest, sanest manner I can.
One last thing... I'm still on RenFest withdrawal and I miss my friends - old and new - who were with me on the trip.