It has been a long time. I am living in the apartment now. In the beginning I caught myself wandering between the bathroom and the closet only partially-clad. It takes a while to get used to the ability of others to see in your window. I also stare across into the window of the apartment across from our kitchen. Involuntarily, I swear. Perhaps it ( Read more... )

Convenience. The plight of the sub-par ( Read more... )

It has been ten days. As things usually go, I've assimilated easily enough. Of course I do not yet venture out of bounds unescorted, but the time will come as it always does ( Read more... )

I have plans ( Read more... )

I'm sorry I didn't end up hanging out last night. I really wanted to but the moving took forever and when we got done I just zonked out. I'm so sorry guys, I really did want to spend time with you! Raincheck ( Read more... )

It's raining, as it has been for about a week. Not helping the moving process. I laid in bed this morning, listening to the rain on that tin roof for the last time and trying to remember what is probably the last completely comfortable and cozy sleeping arrangment I will have in four months. Last day of work though. All I need is the strength to ( Read more... )

It wasn't until the "session expiration" that led to the loss of an email I had spent nearly an hour typing yesterday morning that I realized just how stressed out I actually was. Stressed out to the point of a disappearing email causing a near breakdown complete with hostility and profanity towards a phantom enemy ( Read more... )

After three days of rain today turned out to be partly cloudy with the smell of northwoods in the air. This is the smell I notice once I get out of my car after the five hour drive from home. It is a distinct smell, likened to woodchips, and something you only know if you have smelled yourself. It turned out to be a pretty warm, extremely humid ( Read more... )

Did anyone else get a date request via facebook? Is this some stupid spam?!

weirdos.

Just where I said I don't ever want to be. Letting someone get under my skin where it's important. It's not even a matter of topic; it's a matter of principle. Of the way people treat each other. I know not everyone has the background I have about such matters, but sometimes it makes matters that much worse to know how things could go but do not.