sweet boys and sad trees
from the diaryland site:3.21.00
from the diaryland site:3.21.00
Got to see Joe today, yippee! This is the first time since the beginning of Spring Break that I've seen him. Apparently he's been working over in PC with some company as well as pulling duty over here. The first thing he did was apologize for not writing back to me yet. Sweetie. And he gave me this weird sesame candy...not bad until I realized I was sucking on the same things that go on hamburger buns. He still hasn't written me back yet. Grrr, he thinks he's the only one that has things to sort out?!Had to drive out in the field again today, ended up near the Georgia border. Driving past a certain point on 319 is horrid, it's the best example of rural desolation. Even the trees look tired and run down. I've never seen Live Oak trees look that sad and pathetic. I made a mental note not to drive that way when I had to go to Atlanta or anywhere generally north of Tallahassee. I'll take the interstate thank you.
Also had to drive up in Killearn Lakes, the middle and upper class sprawling subdivision that carries with it a aura of snobbish and narrow minded people. It also happens to be the place where I went to elementary and middle school for eight years, but have only returned to the subdivision six times since. I hate going there, I keep feeling that there's another me
running around there. Like an alternate persona that instead of going to Lincoln, went to Leon instead and became a totally different person because of it. The best way I can describe it is as a missing birth rite. What if...what if?Plus the whole area is permeated with memories of ridicule and being miserable for my entire
childhood...wonderful. I know thinking of myself as an rather unattractive and awkward child with weird ideas and the need to share them just warms my heart to no end. Ech, enough angst. Nite.
ten levels of hiberian annoyance3.24.00Ugh, I'm ten levels of annoyed currently. Everything seems to be out of whack--not totally, just enough to make it more annoying that if it was totally FUBAR'd--so I've not been in the best of moods for the past two or three days. Not like I haven't been putting on a brave face, no one can tell anything is wrong, but there's a strong undercurrent of hostility and annoyance that's feels like it could break at any moment. Fuuuuun.
I'll expand on this later, I've got a teeny bit more American Indian stuff to read for Mythology and then I've got to look over my Spanish vocab for today's quiz. At least today is Friday so that means Farscape, pizza and some sort of alcoholic substance...yippee!
