Friday, October 15, 2004
Home! I'm so excited. It's been a good couple of days.
On Wednesday, Ash and my moomahlahma picked me up from the airport. I was busy dealing with a not-so-minor lighting catastrophe in Alford that (as far as I'm aware of) has not yet been totally addressed. We came back to the house and ate cereal + English muffins with homemade raspberry jam. Mmm. Ash and I had one of our killer talks, that was at times not completely coherent, because we were both exhausted.
In the morning, we dragged ourselves out of bed, ate breakfast, and hugged goodbye. I waved at her from my driveway. It's rough being home and not knowing when I'll see her again because I'm going to Maine and she has a wedding to participate in.
I spent the afternoon sleeping. I so far have slept 24 of the hours that I've been home. It feels SO good. I'm going to come back to school so incredibly pumped.
I went to the barn and saw my pony. I cleaned his stall and walked him around and picked his feet out. I wish that I had more time. I wish that school was over and I was home where I belong, with my pony and my friends and 24 hour diners. I met the lady who leases him now, Susan, and her four kids; they were reallyreally nice.
I hung out at the Have-to-smack-mes' for a couple hours with Erik, Sten and Dean. Dave called my phone, and Erik picked up. It freaked Dave out a little bit. He talked to Er-Bear and Dean and mee. He's doing well. Sten did not talk to Dave on the phone. Sten is 25! *Sten has a girlfriend, Sten has a girlfriend*. I did a little dance around him and sang that song while he was talking to her on the phone and cooking his dinner. Erik and Dean joined in.
We are so mature.
Gilbert is sitting on my lap, purring, and drooling on me. Since when do cats drool? I do not know.
After a dinner with my beloved parents and Emily Henry (spaghetti!), Erik and I went to see the premiere movie of the fall - "Raise Your Voice", featuring Hilary Duff. Oh, it's a must see. We couldn't locate the desired 24 hour diner near the Southington movie theatre, so we settled for the truck stop. I left the waitress a 50% tip because I felt like she had a rough time in a truck stop, with all men, late at night.
Returned home at 1:00 to promptly crash into my bed. My own bed. Arrgh, I love love love being home.
. celebrate . `@ 1:12 PM
