January 2nd, 2003

So I am home.

I am so glad to be back to this place.
Where the stores hassle you to buy CD's you already bought real cheap.
And friends do not appreciate you.
And boys do not see you.
And it is cold.
And depression seeps but means less.
And the water is cold, dark, dirty...lifeless.

The Kittens de resistance seem happy to see me.
And my mum.
Others I missed...not so much.

Oh well.
Saturday I can hug the kids and mesh back into the walls.

For my older friends, home on break, if you are still here...
call me
so we can do our little hang out thing.
(this for Nina and Heather)