Monthly Archives: April 2007

You really wanted a post about my feelings.

So, I’ve been feeling choking-you-from-the-inside-welling-up-faster-than-you-can-blink-it-back friend/homesickness, so I’ll be glad to have some of my peeps around for Easter. (Get it – peeps? Easter? Zombie Jesus?)

Almost every day, at some point, I think to myself, “Why am I not living in Chicago right now?”

“Because I didn’t want to wait to look for a job,” is the answer. But man, will I feel this socially detached in six months? It’s already been three. Why should I have to find new friends, when I already have lots of perfectly good friends just lying around? Am I really homesick? I’m trying to tell myself that I’m not – I’ve never been homesick – but there’s enough vague unhappiness that I can’t identify to not rule it out.

And being frustrated makes me sappier. Stupid non-agression. I guess it’s still better than drinking.

End soppy rant.

Big Brother and Holding Company

Tomorrow my brother and his sig.oth. arrive! I’m so excited to see them. I really like my brother, and I like Dena too, and they like cats, and vacations, so it’s going to be neat. I’m trying to plan something secret-awesome for them, but I’m not sure if I’ll be able to pull it off – it involves off-season hotels.