TITLE WIN IS HERE
This is frustrating. You do not get to know title now.
I was told I am quieter; perhaps the most striking thing so far. I have my watches again! Wearing one just to get used to having one on again. I have made rather less progress on unpacking than I suspected, yet I am content with that. Largest hurdles are unpacking all my civilian clothes (not a terribly high priority), and organizing bookshelves.
The previous might involve me putting the movable shelves on them though. I am also plus one desk, few lamps, tv stand, near finished kitchen, and fairly complete bathroom. I am starting to think this might become a home. This is a good thing.
Work continues much as one might expect it to. I am comforted by this; I also feel restless. I am on a step towards the end goal, but still just a step. I must excel in this too. Keeping a glass desktop clean will be an interesting challenge. I have developed maybe a .65 solution to household routines, with the gap mainly coming in the bedroom area. I should get something more than an air mattress. I will eventually.
I should start getting caught up on my tv watching that I have missed since the break has ended. I.. eh. Not tonight.
Was struck by a thought last night, and am much comforted by it. Life has become a little clearer, less complicated, and more welcome. I will gladly accept that and let it pass. I might have ordered a violin. I wanna fiddle! I realize it will be a horrid sound; it is well I live alone. In case you are wondering about the title, well, it is related to a humorous incident entirely unrelated to me. I just coined the descriptive text.
I have left a lot behind; this has been reinforced recently. Wherever that Rachel is, ma’am, you are win. <3 to you.
A suspected emotion vis a vis me has been confirmed, I think. I was well advised in action this summer.
I keep saying I should write more. I also keep laughing at myself whenever I declare that. Hell, most of the time I just end up tossing years worth of it away. I am struck by the impermanence of youth. It should not be striking, but there it is regardless. Truck is awesome and me. It is nice to gain good friends. Speaking of friends, I am slowly accumulating them here! Well, not so slow, really. As soon as I am more settled, say in probably month or so, I suspect, I would not be surprised to see me getting about and about in this town. Also: Warmachine: Resurgence tourny this Saturday. Scyrah will show up to whip ass, take names, and be effeminate.
I have been at a loss for what to eat recently. This is both good and bad. Good in that it means most of my impulses to food that is perhaps unwise for me to eat with frequency have died down. Woo healthy! Bad in that.. well, what to eat! I sense increase in salads, soups, and sandwiches in my future. This is a good thing! Star Trek Online looks intriguing; not gonna lie.
Everything, as it turns out, is well. This is not unexpected. To the uncomplicated life!
