July 11th, 2002

scared, trapped

here we go again.

starting out across the continent once more. Wish me luck in flying the (un)friendly skies.

I don't really want to go home, but all good things must come to an end.

I had fun. Thanks to Christy and Ryan and Doug and the rest of the Halifax Horde that I met, and especially thanks to Patrick, whom I love even more dearly now.

  • Current Music
    Q104 and Patrick playing with my digicam

home again home again...

...jiggity jig.

Prufrock's broke, so I will prolly be sporadic for a while.

Berkeley wants $1100.

and I am tired, cranky, and prone to random crying jags at the moment. And I want nothing more than to be back where I was this morning, with Patrick. Today was easily one of the hardest things I've done...to get back on the plane and go home, secure in the knowledge that it's working...but by that very knowledge depressing me because I have to leave him. :P

sleep is prolly a very good idea.

more on stuff when I get a chance.

  • Current Music
    none. the silence is distressing.