An Actual Update (. . . ish)

Oy vey, this is like pulling teeth.

Believe it or not, but I'm really not all that keen to talk about myself lately. When I do feel like it, I either a) actually talk about myself in person or b) write a letter and send it to my friend Jeremy. He's a godsend, and not just because he introduced me to Kiki, the big sister I never wanted (but God must've known I needed). Also, my new apartment doesn't have Internet (yet?). Which is just as well, since I'm pretty sick of the Internet lately. I mean, sure, it's super useful, but I just have this overwhelming sense that I could be doing other things with my time.

. . . So, if you're wondering why I've been so quiet, the answer is somewhere between those three things.

Alright. Bullet points. Let's just get this over with.

* Finally transferred. Thank the Lord.

* I still think about . . . something I'm really not supposed to be thinking about anymore . . . kind of an awful lot. But worry not! I always always always have the presence of mind to tell myself, "We don't have time for this. This is just Depression talking. He's not even being creative anymore. Oh, and also? He's not allowed to talk to us anymore! What did we do with that axe?"

* Fablehaven is seriously addictive. Three more books until I'm done.

* My Asian Friend is not going to visit for my birthday. I'm trying very hard not to be mad at her about this.

* I'm having really strange dreams almost every night. I don't remember them after I wake up, but I'm fairly certain they're not nightmares.

* I'm getting sort of obsessed with being as skinny as possible. This may or may not be cause for concern. We don't really need to talk about how much (or how little) I'm eating at the moment.

* Speaking of eating, I'm already planning my birthday dinner. Me, four of my best friends in the world, and wine. It's gonna be a good time.

* I've been writing a lot of stuff that I don't feel compelled to share with anybody. But the process of writing still feels great, you know?

* I'd really like to talk to my dad about something. So maybe I will. Even though he can't respond, it would at least be mildly cathartic to-- oh, never mind.

* Absolutely everyone who knows exactly what I'm up to (I know, I know, could this be any more vague?) is excited for me and firmly emphatically believes that I'm doing the right thing. And I know I am -- arguably not the right thing in general, but definitely the right thing for me -- but it really seems like I'm sett-- oh, never mind. Sorry.

* "People want to know the future, but life would never be perfect if that could happen."
- Vicki Grove, The Starplace
   She's right, of course. I can see the future (all the g.d. time) (frankly, it's starting to become a nuisance), but I can't see WHEN, and it's sort of driving me crazy.

* Is it too hot to be wearing a shirt, or am I just that attractive?