we're one-hundred and nine miles outside chicago

today i feel: happy
today i'm hearing: tony's melodious tones
today i'm thinking: adventure time needs to happen

I'm a day and a half out from Carbondale. Stacy left today, Clarky is leaving tomorrow, Liesl's not calling me and it promises to be a very, very long day and a half. I'm apparently not the only one who thinks so, seeing how Tony called me at half three while driving north to get Snatchy and we've been on the phone ever since. I can't wait for school.

So far today, I have amazed a dentist with my teeth, chopped off some of my hair and ripped off my eyebrows. Ow. I've also tasted the long-forgotten fruit of Borders Bookstore. I have missed it so very, very much. I realised today that I love books more than most things in my life (not including such items as my da, my cat, my best friend, and a good, strong cup of coffee), yet I am strangely comfortable with this fact. The way I see it, this just means I have to be very cautious of who I spend time with in order to make sure that they understand and accept the fact that I will take books over movies, dinner, and, occassionally, sex. My future is doomed.

Da's making dinner. It smells delicious.

Someday I will write something meaningful again.