No. 133: Alive, So.

Just had the last fire of the season, fueled by the last remnants of the great drama that was Evil & I. It was cathartic, is all I can say about it.

I never thought I would miss B-more this much, but I don't think it tis in fact the More that I miss so much as those who occupy it but are currently at their respective homebases. I.E. I miss the Posse. A lot.

Rosie says she'll come visit when I get back from break. I AM EXCITED!! Haven't seen her in way too long and want to show her everything/one, etc. Should be good times.

Tonight, Chris is dropping Kendall of late and then tomorrow we're catching a plane to CO. Gone til Saturday, but there's wireless, etc. in the condo, so I'll be updating if the mood strikes. Also-- if anyone is up for Scrabulous challenges, I am so down.

Plan for my evening: Writing, watching more Ze Frank, then actually reading the stupid Hemingway book. Bull fighting... hmm.

Despite the weather and my recent activity, I am surprisingly lacking in emo. It's fantastic.

H.
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