I suppose I could month after month continue to curse my blasted emotional outburts, but it won't do me anygood, and it wont chase them away. All I can do it tough through it I guess, and let the build up out. Sometimes I feel like being mean to people I care about, feel like picking a real fight when I hate fighting. Other times I feel like just crying for no particular reason, but for so many reasons, one might think me insane. Today, the tears are for distance. To all the people I left behind to be where I am, and to the one I have to schedual time with, when all I want is to have him around all the time. Distance is keeping me away from all the accumulating hugs sent back and forth over chat programs. Distance is keeping me away from friends in need of a shoulder, or just a game of cards in good company. It sometimes pisses me off (and yes, I said pisses) that I don't have a car to just drive and see these most important people. God knows that if I did, the mileage would be ever increasing, and I would spend every last spare penny on gas coming and going. Leaving my life as it is, piece by piece, first as a student and then as a roomate is and will continue to be hard, but no matter where I end up next year, it will be a place where I feel at home. Sigh, enough of this saddning self pity.

Good news is, I like my new position at work. I actually have fun, even though Im up at 5 in the morning:s