still here.

not gone.

going insane with boredom and frustration.

i went to the new roomie’s soccer game today in long johns and 2 sweaters. have already packed up the winter coat. DIDN’T THINK I’D NEED IT (grumble, gripe, bitch, moan…)

i’m so angry and frustrated i could just spit.

new departure date for the 18th (still tentative). sick and tired of starts and stops.

wondering if this is going to happen.

disappointed and blue beyond belief.

karma? kismet? prophecy? organisational ineptitude? i vote the latter.

get me there already.

sorry, no news beyond this ridiculous insanity.

call me. or write.

i’m part of a life that has already moved beyond me.

i never said i wanted to see the leaves fall.