And break ends

I miss home. I miss Con. I miss warm weather. I miss a real house.

I did not miss class, winter, messy kitchens or being broke. So imagine my joy on returning to these things!

Sigh. My hope is that by trying to be very focused and productive for the next...eighteen days, I can both make them go by fast and get to a place where I'll feel less panicked about my life and where finishing the semester without incompletes will be possible.

And then I'll go to DC for my birthday and enjoy myself and see Con, and then I'll come back and shut off my soul until May 18th.

Maybe If You'd Slow Down For Me

Watched Once last night. It's great - not what I expected exactly, but definitely worth the praise it's been getting.

And the soundtrack, which I have downloaded, is great.

I'm 16, Driving South From Baltimore

Today, I miss Jamie and Tom so much. It makes me so sad that they're so far away, and that we'll see so little of each other for the foreseeable future. Someone asked me today to think about the people in my life that I would say love me unconditionally; I said that my family did, and they asked if there was anyone else. I was about to say no, and then I had to amend my statement, because I realized I've basically just folded those two into the "family" category for just that reason - because I know they're there no matter what.

It'll be sweet as hell if they visit this summer. Hijinx ensue! Make a pie chart of shenangigans and Tom-foolery. And Sims.

OMG WTF INTERNETS

Never again will I attempt to watch Lost via streaming. Every possible moment of suspense...that fucking shit freezes right up. GrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRR!

six double vodka tonics, seven limes, a side of mayonaise and fresh ground pepper

Let me tell you, when my brother has a good story, he really knows how to work it.

Can't wait to go home.

*to sleep*

Pros: I think I found an apartment, and am submitting an application tomorrow. I am 80% done editing down my paper for GSA. I went to the gym. I ate honey-walnut cream cheese. 

Cons: I have to take out another loan to pay the deposit for my application. I have no idea how to cut the last 2 necessary pages from my paper. I am here and Con is in DC. It's going to be incredibly cold for the next few days. Jessie lied to me and I am indeed hosting someone for GASP. My head hurts. 

...bedtime. Let's hope I survive this stupid 5-day stretch.

*awakes*

Pros: I had craaaazy dreams last night, which (unless they're scary) is always kind of cool. Last nights ran from total fantasy (being seduced by Jim from the Office) to firmly grounded in reality (signing a lease on a shithole in a freshman dorm out of fear of homelessness). 

Cons: I'm awake. And it's Wednesday. And the rest of my week...oh man. 

Can I go back to sleep now? Please?

Back to Reality

...I miss DC so much. For the weather, for the lack of work I felt obligated to do there, for its general awesomeness.

But mostly because Con is there. It's very hard that 15 hours ago we were together and now we are not. It's very hard.

I hope my parents will give me the car to see him over break.

The Constant

Ahhhhhhhhh Lost is SO GOOD. This week A) focused only on characters I like, B) featured Desmond, who rocks and C) had closure AND answered previous questions. Why was Desmond kicked out of the military? Now we know! WTF is up with the Island? Now we know!

Well, we know *something* about it.

What a great episode. Might be one of the best ever. Amazing.

Lost, you do it again.

You Seemed To Be Where I Belong

So I'm finally in DC.

It's been a long time coming, and I'm sure everyone who's been listening to me count down the days is relieved. I started my escape with a painfully delayed bus ride to Chicago; there was a horrible accident ahead of us and we stayed at a standstill on the highway for almost two hours. But I finally made it, and was greeted at Maeve's door by a big smile, a well-decorated apartment and a gorgeous-looking salad of pears, arugula, beets and goat cheese. And pecans. Mmmm. We also had pork chops, potatoes, good wine and a great visit. I need to escape to Chicago to see her more often...it was so nice, even if just for those few hours.

Getting to DC was laborious and fraught with delays, but I made it. I picked up the keys to Con's place just before he left work. I was tired and cranky and generally in a bad mood by that point, but the minute I saw him in his office it was like a 180. I had to wait another 3 hours for him to finish class, but we had a great time that night. A bunch of his friends from school went to an Irish bar, and it was nice to meet them. We spent Saturday lying around lazily, then went out to a fantastic dinner at Montmartre, a cozy and very authentic French restaurant near Eastern Market. We shared a beet and mozzarella salad, then both had the hangar steak with shallots and snow peas, which was incredible. For dessert we shared a berry tart, and the whole meal was accompanied by some truly great French bread. I had suppressed my longing for good bread since coming back,  but now I miss Mie Caline, Parneix and La Baguette Magique all over again. 

Today we did some work, cleaned the house and are about to go do some shopping, eat at Matchbox and see In Bruges. I'm so happy. 

Life is good.