11.23.04

there are a finite number of times remaining where i have to pull through the limbo phase of going from school to home. i am mildly looking forward to the end of this era.

i have been absent from my life recently. work combined with non-functional internet makes it so i only see people i eat with; i don't like this. i have no idea what's going on with jesse or dillon or jason schreiber or mike ngo, for instance, and i miss them. it's an unsettling feeling colored by the fact that it's a phase that's ending soon.

of note: jon visited. we slept a lot and he didn't say much (except he did say "wicked" once, much to my amusement). it was as good as could possibly be. next up: survive traveling down there (somehow) and then survive meeting his family (somehow). the execution of these steps remains unclear.

things are different everytime i come home.

i miss jon.