the nothing-to-update, stuck-in-cleveland, wish-i-had-a-cigarette(-or-a-river-) blues.
ugh. lately, i am computer-less, energy-less, and uninspired besides.
suzanna and eric are gone. amber went home. steve (the owner of the house) moved back in and promptly left for new zealand, where he'll be for two weeks. i have the house to myself, which i rather like, and i have been taking pride in cleaning it from top to bottom. i guess one of steve's friends is moving into the house. i have no idea where he'll sleep, though. dave's old room is full of ex-living room stuff and the entier upstairs is kind of steve-dominated now. well. that's his problem.
i was home over the weekend. i love seeing my parents periodically, but as is typical, their presence is stifling before long
it's a strange combination: my mind is more on-task than it has been in a long time, and yet i'm really out of it. so i'm making all of these plans and cleaning and such, and yet i feel like there's a cloud in my brain.
i'm sitting in the library typing this. the computer faces the videos they have for loaning out. i would totally yoink a few, but the sole vcr in the house is not working for some reason. boo.
despite the tone of this post, i am still feeling the effects of amber's visit. we had a phenomenal ten days together, and we didn't drive each other crazy. i love her. a lot.
so does anyone want to go out for coffee? i'm spiraling toward depressive, it's true, but i'm still in the desiring-upbeat-and-cheerful-conversation stage. we would have fun, i promise.
suzanna and eric are gone. amber went home. steve (the owner of the house) moved back in and promptly left for new zealand, where he'll be for two weeks. i have the house to myself, which i rather like, and i have been taking pride in cleaning it from top to bottom. i guess one of steve's friends is moving into the house. i have no idea where he'll sleep, though. dave's old room is full of ex-living room stuff and the entier upstairs is kind of steve-dominated now. well. that's his problem.
i was home over the weekend. i love seeing my parents periodically, but as is typical, their presence is stifling before long
it's a strange combination: my mind is more on-task than it has been in a long time, and yet i'm really out of it. so i'm making all of these plans and cleaning and such, and yet i feel like there's a cloud in my brain.
i'm sitting in the library typing this. the computer faces the videos they have for loaning out. i would totally yoink a few, but the sole vcr in the house is not working for some reason. boo.
despite the tone of this post, i am still feeling the effects of amber's visit. we had a phenomenal ten days together, and we didn't drive each other crazy. i love her. a lot.
so does anyone want to go out for coffee? i'm spiraling toward depressive, it's true, but i'm still in the desiring-upbeat-and-cheerful-conversation stage. we would have fun, i promise.