March 5th, 2003

sleepy, awww

squeaky door

I really wish she'd do something about her door, it squeaks like hell, and it always makes me jump. (I've somehow become very sensitive to noise as of late.)

So...since the thing with Luns fell through, I find myself in limbo. The choices are: Live with Jamila, the obsessive-compulsive freak for the next four months, and live in fear of the confrontation that might happen, or might not (paranoia is so much fun); move downstairs where Jesse is, and have to deal with Kai as a "regular" visitor (I suspect he's living there, but I might be able to do something about that); or play the construction card and get the hell out of Dodge, and go find my own studio/one bedroom apartment that's all mine.

It's a difficult choice.

Anyway, that's my thoughts on the matter.

Now to sleep for a little bit so I can do homework. A call to jrenken distracted me. So homework after I've slept a few hours.

G'night.
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