Make me an Aussi

I get dehydrated at night. So then I drink water. Then I have to go potty. And then I start over.

Despicable.

My roommate flew accross the country and came to see me today for about 7 hours. It didn't really seem that long. But it was great seeing her again. Unfortunately it sort of felt strained. Like after a custody battle and the one parent has supervised visits. Not that I didn't want to see my roommate (I guess were not roommates any more) But I'd rather I see her everyday when say we get home from our sepperate lives and cook dinner and watch TV and gossip about movie stars. It's just not the same since you've been gone:(

I gotta get out of here. I don't want to get tied down by some loser job. Mom says I need a future, I think I can handle the NEAR FUTURE. But nothing like RETIREMENT or something.

My longing to go to Australia is growing. I know some of you who read me are from Australia, it would be great if you dropped a line. Something just draws me there. Like, Europe has no leash on me. Europe is dead to me. Australia is life. My goal is just seven months in Australia. Summer winter fall spring I don't know. But I have to go somewhere and be on my own to really finish off my metamorphosis as an adult. Right now, going back home, I've regressed to my former whiney little kid self.

My roommate is loving her new found freedom and transition into adulthood. I'm jealous in a way I want to sort of fall down so somebody will pick me up and help wipe off my bruises. No can do little adultie. (I hate the word "adult" It's so ugly, both read and said)

With that,

May the Force Be with Me

And also with you.

old junk ...new junk