2007-11-23 4:55 p.m.
Headache
I have hot water on for tea and Instant Miso Soup, though, so at least it will be a change.
Thanksgiving yesterday was, as expected, boring and lonely. My best friend finally called me around 1 AM, and we chatted until around 2, when she decided to crash. The weirdness in our live hasn't subsided, if anything it's gotten weirder. We like to joke that we're screwed. Not funny, I know, but we're like that.
My novel is twenty thousand words behind. I was going to get it caught up this weekend and have I? Nope. Maybe I'll write some after my tea and miso, and finishing this entry up. I won't hold my breath on it, though.
More likely I'll go back to making beaded bracelets. I found a new pattern of butterflies and flowers that I kind of like, although I want to start working on the Jolly Roger one or the dragonflies a little bit more. Just because of my own weird interests.
My apartment ghost has been amazingly silent so far this weekend. I think she may have gone home with my Next-door, actually. She seems to have more of an affinity for him than me, anyway. Mainly because I give her more rules and restrictions.
Wednesday night was fun. I hung out with my next-door and some of his friends, just goofing off. One of them did a few tarot readings for me that were interesting. One said that an opportunity for me to start afresh is going to come along, and I need to make sure to reach out and take it. Another said that my going to England next year is going to result in my falling in love with the entire culture, and I'll probably never come back. Surprise, surprise. I think I knew that already. It was just interesting because this woman doesn't really know me all that well, but she was able to guess a lot of things about me - things that nobody really could by random guesses - by using her tarot deck. I feel vindicated in my believing that tarot has power.
Bleargh. I don't know what the point of this entry was. My head is just hurting, so maybe it was to distract myself. Who knows.
Spending four days alone on a college campus sure does a lot for making you feel totally alone in the world. It's like everyone has disappeared off the face of the planet. Totally eerie.
Eh, whatever. I'll be back later. Loves. Back | Older | Current | Next
