So, I e-mailed Bobby (not my uncle, but those of you who have known me for awhile--Read: Jeff--will know of whom I speak) the other day. Got a reply. Replied back. We seem to have a dialogue going again. This makes me unspeakably happy, as I now feel that I have a chance to set right what went so horribly wrong. He's a good kid, and I hurt him ( Read more... )

I want to feel compassion for you. I really, really do ( Read more... )

( Waking up under a bad sign. )

Itchy, watery eyes. Oh, my allergies ( Read more... )

Sitting at the library. I'm very aware now that this is my last week in Columbus, and that saddens me quite a lot. I'm going to miss everyone here, and the city itself, immensely--mostly the people, of course. My friends at work, my jostyrus, all of my friends I've made in the pagan community. You've all meant so much to me ( Read more... )

Just a reminder ( Read more... )

Because, basically, that's all I have left on this library computer ( Read more... )

I'm sitting on the sun porch in my mother's house, writing to you from cloudy West Hamlin, West Virginia. The mountain air is cooler and less stuffy than the air in Columbus; I'm thinking it has something to do with the great abundance of oxygen, which Shane claimed made him feel nauseated from the lack of carbon monoxide. Since I've arrived, I' ( Read more... )

Yesterday, and into today, was more or less a complete disaster. The day started with a phone call to our much belovéd water company about a payment that we sent via my online bill pay that they are claiming never to have received. This being the same bill pay I've been using to pay these bills since January, I find that highly unlikely. I have ( Read more... )

I don't know if this will be a quick update or a long one. I have almost an hour at the library to be on the computer, but I am not sure if my brain will hold up to it. It's pretty well already turned to mush ( Read more... )