Grasping, grasping, grasping to threads I didn't think exsisted.
Waiting in the rain just so I don't feel as though I was such a fool.

This isn't my stop but it will take me where I want to be.

Banana Box! (do do do do do)
Asexual Squirels (whoop!)
He must be stuffed
Popping a boob
Making out all the time....and licking the receiver
Star wars noises (gromb *click* gromb)
Wife sitter
K & K collection
Wacky brodway nightmare (*jazzhands*)
In the bum! (throws head back and laughs hysterically)
The Blue wookie and his best wookie friend Paul
Cajuan Fries Fraggles
Just like Back Sex
"Did you....?" "The one with the....?" "Yeah...and the ...?" "Oh yeah!"
pooka pooka pooka
Panaaaaang
Telekenitic powers *squints one eye and starts to shake*

sooo many more......god I'll miss you.

First week of classes is almost done. Three days wasted on Orentation. Seriously, the three hours we spent this morning coulf have been summed up in 20 minutes. Other than the bordem, things are going well. Everyone is very friendly and I've already got some people to talk and sit with in class...and join pilates with.

I'm all by myself tonight. I saw Jon for a total of 10 minutes this morning before I left for school today. So what do I do when I have the entire night to myself? I watch 2 and a half hours of Buffy of course. Yay for commentaries!

I'm starting to feel a little sad. Not sad sad, but people are leaving sad. Sad that there is no way we could say goodbye in a week. We'd need to see eachother for 3 weeks straight to get it done right. Sad that we just got things back like they used to be and now you're gone. An email to you is still the first thing I will do when I feel like crap, but you can still feel the distance. Sad that it has end before it really got started. I think this is the saddest thing (though it probably isn't really about this exactly, but more a cummilation of it all). I'm sad that I was wrong and that I've lost this.

Well off to bed...school tomorrow.

So here I am. It's been awhile.

I start school tomorrow. All of a sudden it feels like summer just started a few days ago and that there are a thousand things I still want to get done. I never went to the beach. I never went to the zoo. I've only got one day left and I'll probably spend it doing nothing at all.

I've been busy the last two months. I've actually had lots of time off, but it doesn't feel that way when you work 75 hours in one week.

I can't think of anything to say. Things are good. I miss you and I'm going to miss you like crazy.

yeah...I guess.