Spring is in the air...somewhere
Thursday I made a reservation to go home for the next weekend. The hold was until midnight Pacific time tonight. I just cancelled it, I think I did the right thing. The thought of seeing so many friends at home (that I missed two weeks ago when I was in LA) was so tempting. I really miss them, some who I haven't seen since the beginning of January and won't see until May/June. The only thing I've liked about this week back is seeing my friends here. But I have a test a week from Thursday and who knows what architecture stuff. My dad said I did the right thing, even though he wanted to see me, and said to find an easy weekend and go visit a friend in the Midwest or on east coast. I don't think I'll be able to escape.
So I guess traveling and a recent friendster addiction (coupled with a weakness for ebay) have pulled me away from livejournal. In the past few weeks I've made it to Boston, Providence and back home to Los Angeles (and swung and ill-fated plane change in Chicago -- "How Ironic, a city you'll never want to leave with an airport that can take you anywhere"). I've seen old friends and made new ones I would say but now I'm back in St. Louis for about two months before going back to LA. Two months isn't long at all, but considering I haven't really stayed put for longer a month at a time since November it seems so far off. I'm thinking about all the work before then and I just want to hit fast foward. That's an awful thing to do, to wish your life away. Especially when you're a person with a disproportionate fear of aging.
I'm excited for next year. I think my suite should be good. Having space at Givens will be nice. Having a car (assuming i get of the Jewish guilt) will be nice as well. But I'm afraid of that stretch of time from late-August until Thanksgiving. I know I'll have to go to Portland for a weekend in September. Maybe I can swing a trip to Chicago or be indulgent and go home for fall break.
So I guess traveling and a recent friendster addiction (coupled with a weakness for ebay) have pulled me away from livejournal. In the past few weeks I've made it to Boston, Providence and back home to Los Angeles (and swung and ill-fated plane change in Chicago -- "How Ironic, a city you'll never want to leave with an airport that can take you anywhere"). I've seen old friends and made new ones I would say but now I'm back in St. Louis for about two months before going back to LA. Two months isn't long at all, but considering I haven't really stayed put for longer a month at a time since November it seems so far off. I'm thinking about all the work before then and I just want to hit fast foward. That's an awful thing to do, to wish your life away. Especially when you're a person with a disproportionate fear of aging.
I'm excited for next year. I think my suite should be good. Having space at Givens will be nice. Having a car (assuming i get of the Jewish guilt) will be nice as well. But I'm afraid of that stretch of time from late-August until Thanksgiving. I know I'll have to go to Portland for a weekend in September. Maybe I can swing a trip to Chicago or be indulgent and go home for fall break.