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The flavor of tired...
Jan. 16th, 2002 02:59 amI'm actually on my way to bed in a few moments, but since a few misguided souls actually poke their heads in here and read about my silly antics, I might as well poke my virtual head in and update. Darn you for getting me started on this, Gary. :)
I have about 19 days left before I leave for Vermont for at least a year... we shall see how it all goes. I'm terrified, of course, since I really can't afford the move, but I'm doing it anyway. Mostly because I really miss Brattleboro, but also because I really need to not be living at home anymore.
Very nearly 21, and it's oh so past time to be gone.
I have one job all set, now I just need to find 40 hours elsewhere, and I might be making enough to not panic. :P
I'm just refusing to stress about it. Things will all come together, one way or another. I'll be working my ass off for a while, but things should be ok.
Packing up everything I own is a really bad way to spend my evenings, though.. I get lost in nostalgia too easily, and when going through stacks of papers that I've avoided entirely in the 2 years since I came home from Marlboro, it's very easy to come across something that sparks mushiness. :P
I can at least look forward to resuming my martial arts training when I return to the land of the very cold and mushy springtime. The dojo isn't in the same place it was when I took Budo in 2000, but they're still in town, and I still have my gi. :)
Time to pull my comforter over my head and chat with Morpheus... I have much to do in the morning. :P
Later.
-Me.
I have about 19 days left before I leave for Vermont for at least a year... we shall see how it all goes. I'm terrified, of course, since I really can't afford the move, but I'm doing it anyway. Mostly because I really miss Brattleboro, but also because I really need to not be living at home anymore.
Very nearly 21, and it's oh so past time to be gone.
I have one job all set, now I just need to find 40 hours elsewhere, and I might be making enough to not panic. :P
I'm just refusing to stress about it. Things will all come together, one way or another. I'll be working my ass off for a while, but things should be ok.
Packing up everything I own is a really bad way to spend my evenings, though.. I get lost in nostalgia too easily, and when going through stacks of papers that I've avoided entirely in the 2 years since I came home from Marlboro, it's very easy to come across something that sparks mushiness. :P
I can at least look forward to resuming my martial arts training when I return to the land of the very cold and mushy springtime. The dojo isn't in the same place it was when I took Budo in 2000, but they're still in town, and I still have my gi. :)
Time to pull my comforter over my head and chat with Morpheus... I have much to do in the morning. :P
Later.
-Me.
