You: Can't go home again.

Grand Fears: To be somewhere is one thing, living there is another. Can I take doing it all again?

Freudian as Fuck: So because I don't have my own- I get to have fucked up dreams about other people's fathers.

Okay: So it wasn't as bad as I made it seem so long ago. Everything works out in the end, right?

Oh yeah: Get some.

Oh: You have no idea.

Historic Significance: Took my first shot tonight. And lost my lush room mate. And may have but not for certain ended one of the most rewarding relationships in my life. More later.

Make the Most: Went out. Had a decent time. Just wish things were going better with who I want to be with. And definitely not going to end up treading the path of least resistance with some fat hipster-wannabe who works for google. Word.

And so: This is one of those days where I realize that inside I am a robot. Incapable of love.

Unpacking: Is looking to be just as draining as packing was, but at least it's progressing. Getting my life organized.

And finally finishing Neuromancer. I seriously own more sci fi novels than any normal twentysomething girl should.