// moving...
| 11/08/2003 - 9:51 p.m. |

...to the state asylum would be most appropriate she'll probably think. lol.
just my mood.
*shruggyshrug*


email to diane, subject: moving...
in with my MOM.
back to 'june rd.'
tomorrow?!??

that's just...weird.
bizarre even.

so yeah, it IS actually/finally happening.
my father officially moved into an apt today.
and it's my last night sleeping at j*****'s.

i really have no clue what i think or feel or predict about any of it.
have been very entrenched in one of my more physically vegetative/purposefully-and-intensely-spaced mentally phases for a good while now.
the feeling of just 'hmmm...this is gonna be...like...different?' has only even poked through in the last couple of days.

i now have insurance again.
it feels a bit anticlimactic.
presently that is.
only as it's been overshadowed i suppose by the separation and moving and such.
and so i haven't quite yet been 'expected' to do anything "in light of [my] re-established coverage"

[[besides the above phrase, in an email from i'm-sure-you-can-guess, being followed by..."what are your plans?"...*roll*]]

...oh yeah, wait--what ARE my plans??
besides *panicking*?...
i'm uh, supposed to call renfrew again...i guess?
did. i. mention. *panicking*
can't so much expound on that phenomenon any further, i.e., purposefully-and-intensely-spaced mentally phase...and all.


well, ^^^that's^^^ one version of an 'update' anyway.

i think i forgot to say hi. yo.
m******.




with this signature--
~~~~~~~~~~
i have nothing to offer
but confusion
and the circus in my head
and the middle of the bed
in the middle of the night


heh.
it's kind of a nice thing knowing there will be no reply--
i feel no obligation to care the kind of response it would potentially engender.
heh. ;-|