Sep 25, 2007 15:44
So for the last week or so I have been living off ramen, Jones soda, and squeeze cheese.
Also oreos.
I kind of miss not having decent meals except on the weekend but...it's been nice being semi-on-my-own. By next year I'll certainly be moved out into my own place. Ideal location? Maybe somewhere in Orono or Old Town. Just 15-20 minutes outside of Bangor, it's a bit cheaper coz it's not in the city, but not a fucking hour and a half away like Auguster is.
Mom will have a nervy spaz when I finally move out full-time. But...I don't want to be that person that lives with their mom until 35. Just...no.
I also am loving the fact I've had more time to myself to do stuff
(ps stuff = interbutt)
I mean, I've worked on drawing and reading too. There is life outside the computer screen, dammit. I KNOW, SHOCKING REVELATION.
Oh, and on a side note, is it weird that I think my first impulse upon seeing a fursuiter would be to run up and hug them? I...I think it must be some sort of vestigial instict left over from that one time I went to Disney as a kidlet.
That instinct will get me in trouble some day...