Jun 20, 2007 13:49
Is it weird that my little sister, who is eight years my junior, went on a date with a man I dated five years ago? They didn't realize the connection until half way through the date. I'm not really hurt or anything, eventhough I kind of loved him and he destroyed my heart, I'm just creeped out.
He was at my house lots and lots back then. You know, back when she was 13.
Also, thank you for for all the advice on my previous journal and my dilemma. The risk I take, of course, in airing my anxieties is that y'all will think I'm a weenie if I don't go to Chicago. I change my idea of a good life about every other day, just keep that in mind.
Here's the top 5 for today:
1. move to Michigan, get my MFA, finish my novel and then open a craft store in some little po-dunk tourist town on the Lake
2. convince Ryan's parents to let us move into their cabin in Marquette, restore it and get my MFA at Northern
3. the aforementioned move to Chicago plan
4. move to Poland
5. go New Zealand and work on a farm
6. become a nun
7. Get a PhD in History
8. Volunteer for the European Space Agency's Mission to Mars experiement
9. Sit in my parents' basement and watch LOST until my brain melts
So whatever I decide, just promise not to call me a weenie. Even though I am.
wish i were picking blueberries