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Nothing to Report So, signs are coming in loud and clear froma variety of sources, saying that it is definitely time for this summer to be over. I keep getting all this mail from Northeastern. It makes me happy and anxious. I keep thinking of our apartment, and my new rommate (whom I haven't even talked to yet...oops) and Lala and Beck. Mmm. I can't wait. I'm so sick of working, and paying for gas, and almost everything that being home entails with the exception of the actual act of driving, the fact that I don't need to by food, and selected friends that I'm enjoying right now. House-sitting is alright, but I think I'll be glad when it's over. It is hard to be living in two different houses, to be thinking about work and the animals, and my own house on top of that. Plus, there's mysteriously no hot water here. I'm trying not to let that make me nervous. Work has really been driving me crazy lately. I just wrote a lot about that on my LJ community, so I'm not going to go back into that and make myself all pissed off. But yeah. Customers really really suck. Katie's watching me type now. This leaves me with little to say. It's kind of like writing. Wait, yes. It is writing. I don't like it when people watch me write. Who did I recently talk to about this? I think it was Justin. When he gave me my review. It's quite annoying. Okay, she's gone now :-) I think she's going to fall back asleep over on the futon. Maybe not. I really don't have much to say. I guess I was just updating for the sake of updating. It's crazy how unemotional my life has been lately. People ask me how I am, how I've been or what I've been up to, and I just really have to answer for them at all. I think to myself: "Hm. I guess I don't know..." Weird. I'm at an in-between stage. Trying to figure out where I'm going, and how to separate that from where I've been. And then I'm trying to decide if the two can intermingle at all. And then I have to figure out how to do that. I want to go back to school. | |