• I think I might have mentioned that this will be my third cross-country move.
  • What I’m feeling this evening? I remember this from the other two moves, too.
  • I’m at home, watching TV, not-working because all my data is on my external hard drive, in PC-based programs, and my laptop’s hard drive is fully dead. I have a new hard drive coming–it should be here in a few days–but in the meantime I’m on the iMac. And I’m telling myself I can’t really work on this…though of course I could.
  • I feel a little lonely, and a little weirded out that I’m spending tonight here watching pointless TV when I only have a week left here.
  • IB/DM is out of town. Jason is laying low tonight. The Squirrel has all but disappeared from social interactions. And I have plans to hang out with Bad Idea a few times this week, but tonight I don’t feel like drinking and feel kind of like, well, after last night, we might need a night apart.
  • That was a lot of intense intimacy for a friendship that’s about to go long distance. Even I’m feeling the need for a boundary.
  • Still: I’m lonely, and melancholy, and really feeling the imminence of my departure from here.
  • This totally awesome friend of mine made me a mix CD for my travels. I can’t stop listening to it. Especially this song. I’m wallowing, really. And enjoying it.
  • I think the mix CD is the best gift one human can give another human. I’m serious. (Sorry, PS, I’m not trying to embarrass you. But this mix is really suiting my mood.)
  • Sigh. Sorry for the lame, self-indulgent bullets of crap. I think it just kind of feels like a Sunday.
  • Hmm. Could I just be having an oyster hangover?
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