No. 158: Home!

Got back last night. Unpacked, started laundry, saw Kathryn, talked to folk.
So good to see Mom and Fred.
SO good to take a long, lux shower in a big bathroom.
SOO good to sleep in my bed, which has no perceptible coil-pokeage and I don't feel constantly at risk of falling out of.

Woke up to a gorgeous summer morning, read some Bible (something I haven't done in a long time and I think was moved to do by a late night conversation with Ben-- he's oddly inspiring, which after 3 years is sort of unexpected).

Now I just want to be awake at home, you know? It's early and I should still probably be sleeping, but I don't think it's jet lag that woke me up. I'm just excited to be home.

Need to call the Marylander today and figure out my rent and I need t o call Vidal and get a hair cut b/c I look like a strange mop head, hippie.
It's so HOT here, but it doesn't bother me b/c it was so friggin' chilly in London all the time.

I'm doing the songs tomorrow, b/c really, I don't feel like sitting in front of this computer any more.

Mwah!
It's good to be home.

H.

Rawr?

Before I start: I've decided "peculiar" is a stupid word.

I go back to the Hop in three weeks. Most of the Liberty kids are leaving Tuesday. Kathryn left this morning to my great distress. Tess doesn't go back til the 23rd, but I'll be at Mason every day from then on to see her, so that won't really matter. Kendall leaves on Thursday, I think, so tonight there's a party thing at her place to celebrate. Should be good. Everyone is pretty psyched to be in the pool. The weather has been so perfect, lately, and especially perfect pool weather.

Boys are stupid, btw. Matt and I had our third big argument since we've been talking again today about the DUMBEST thing ever. I'm so frustrated. I really want to be doing this relationship the right way and being a good friend and praying right for him. Alone, I care so much about him and feel everything so strongly, and then when we talk it all goes to Hell and I end up just wanting to throttle him.

and then there's, you know-- all the other things going on. Blah.

I watched about 5 hours of Top Chef yesterday after giving Mom's car the BEST cleaning of its life. Then I took a shower and did my nails. Stayed up til 2 reading The Green Mile, which for being a Stephen King novel, is pretty freaking amazing. The Known World, another novel I'm reading (slowly) is pretty good, but irritating in that it was about 80000 characters with generic names and is becoming boring. I might abandon it and pick up White Noise again. I want to finish that before I go back to school.

Haven't written anything since Vail, when I started the novella I'll never finish. I did find out some interesting information about crack and crack addicts while researching for it, though, so at least I've got that handy now. (Psht!)

In other news: I payed off my STUPID FREAKING PARKING TICKET! (which, btw, The Greek, although he was parked in the same illegal space on the other side of the road, escaped). But now I'm poor as dirt. Unfortunate, b/c I think I've finally got Mom to a place where she won't flip out about my next tattoo, which, being planned for my wrist, is EXTREMELY more visible than my previous one.

I'm learning a lot in the studies I'm doing each morning. Church is kind of exciting now-- I'm getting this sort of exhilaration reading the Bible. The MacArthur Bible John gave me for my b-day is awesome, too. So there's that.

More later. Maybe even something substantial.
Meanwhile, go listen to "Hammertime Medley" by Jimmy Fallon. Hy-sterical.

<3 h.