I wish I could get off this emotional roller coaster. Or at least make it slow down, because it's starting to make me slightly nauseas.
I'm working on moving on with my life, though. It's slow going, but it's going and it's going in the right direction, which is all I ever asked for, really.
The project I'm working on at work is kind of stressing me out, but whatever. At least I have my A/C unit installed in my new place, and almost all of my roommates have moved in. There's still one more to go, and it's still 3x more testosterone than I'm used to dealing with, but it'll be okay. There is one other girl moving in, so at least I have an estrogen buddy.
Though frankly I think I'm really going to get on with the two main roommates I'll have, who both happen to be male. One of them is Buddhist, the other is an entity I only have very little information on. Regardless, I think it's going to be very peaceful. Or at least, less dramatic than living with other girls.
Girls are crazy.
I'm working on the whole "eating" thing while I'm there. I haven't been doing so good. I haven't gotten a chance to go to the grocery store (read: I haven't gone to the grocery store) since before I moved, so I'm kind of on the tail-end of what I had, and none of it is things I want. Also my microwave has been living in my backseat because I'm too lazy to move it in and try and find it a home on the counter.
But at least there is light in the bathroom now.
Until Next Time, Dear Readers,