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Bleh
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Well I really haven't felt that much like writing lately. Everything feels upside down and turned around and topsy turvy... the only time I like all that is when I'm on a rollercoaster and I'm definitely not on one of those right now.

The recap of my life? I called Rich. Dustin and I got into a fight AT WORK. I finally got someone to hold me for a little while (Dustin) because I REALLY needed to be held. My parents moved into their new hows and there was lots of drama. And so... here I am.

Yes, I know, I know, I know, I know I KNOW I said Rich and I wouldn't talk. But I hate that I can't get him out of my head, that anytime I smell is cologne I want to cry, that I keep looking back and regretting. I either need closure or something but... I don't think I can do any kind of moving forward till I figure things out, and I need his help to do that. We have no actually talked yet, we played phone tag and then I lost my courage so I'm trying to build that up. I know people will be disappointed with me for contacting him but I'm not doing this to please anyone, I'm doing this because I need to ease my mind. So... there *sticks out tongue*

Yeah Dustin and I got into this fight at work because we were giving each other attitude, which turned into him raising his voice and telling me to go home. It was kinda bad, really embarassing... yeah. But we made up after half an hour, which we almost always do. He came over that night and we went to Steve's Pizza and then came back here to watch Big Fish. And he held me for awhile, which was good and nice because I have been needing someone to make me feel like my feet are both on the ground. It wasn't anything sexual or whatnot, it was a friend holding another friend and it was good.

I helped my folks move into their new place over the last two days. Yesterday brought TONS of drama, with the water guy not showing up, the phone company not switching the phones, the movers being late, as well as all the snow. THEN on top of that the buyers of our old house were complaining and wanting MORE money and claimed if they didn't get it they wouldn't close. It was a bluff, though, and they ended up closing anyway. The house is crazy messy and out of sorts right now but it's a beautiful place nonetheless.

Sooooo yeah. I'm tired from having to get up at 7 the last two mornings. I have to work soon, from 2 to 8, and then I'm probably coming back here to relax. Classes start Monday... I kick it off with astronomy and geology. Joy, science classes 3 days a week. Could I be any more excited? Probably.

Okay, enough of this boring, complaining entry. More soon, hopefully something more exciting.
1:23 PM


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