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Listening to: From the Choirgirl Hotel. Not for long, though... it's not really matching my mood quite like I was expecting it too.

Currently Reading: Just barely started Jonathan Lethem's Gun, With Occasional Music. Kind of saving it for the train, as well as a stack of others (both fiction and non). Also, I recently read Laurie Notaro's I Love Everybody (and Other Atrocious Lies): True Tales of a Loudmouth Girl (again) in like two days, and peed myself laughing. Highly recommended. I also devoured The Broke Diaries by Angela Nissel in, like, a mere few days. Laughed until I peed. Also highly recommended.

Wishing: income. Lots of it. Other than that, life's pretty good.

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22 December 2001 | 12:23 PM

My Return

Okay.

It's been a while, hasn't it? Sorry. Okay, here we go.

So, rather than going on retreat, I went home for eight days. For some reason that seemed a lot less stressful. I now realise how amusing that prospect is.

I didn't tell you, dear readers, about my venture home, because I know that my dear, dear friend Abigail, reads my diary, and I wanted to pay her a surprise visit. I drove by her house several times, only to find that the cars were either gone from the driveway, or the cars were there and all the lights were out, suggesting slumber. And it made me very, very sad that I didn't get to see her. Very sad.

There were a lot of people I didn't get to see. And that makes me very, very sad, too. Very sad.

It was great seeing everyone I did get to see, however. Tremendous, actually. I got caught up on a lot of gossip. I got to see a lot of people of whom I had lost track. I'm glad I got to see the people I got to see.

On the way there, my flight was kind of early. There were a lot of old people at the airport who, it seemed like, hadn't showered. And I was like their magnet. Smelly bastards. The woman sitting on the plane next to me curled up to sleep, and put her bare feet against my leg. I almost decked her.

I got quite a bit of reading done, which makes me feel terrific.

Coming home was alright. Nothing too traumatic.

While I was there, my Mother made me kind of nervous. I think I've figured out what's wrong with their relationship, which is one of the greatest epiphanies I've had in a long time. I'll have to email her about it after the holidays.

When I got back last night, I had no water. They had been doing some work on it, but I didn't have any. So I fixed it. Which I honestly didn't think I could do. My water was still a little murky last night, but I'll let it run and see how it goes.

Okay, my dears, I have to go get clean. And maybe do the same for this abode of mine.

My residential confines are a total mess, but I don't have to work until Christmas Eve, and my parents don't get here until day after tomorrow, so I have some time to straighten things out.

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