homecoming. second weekend not in my bed. at least i'm not on a couch this time? though sarah's place, er soon to be place, was super comfy.friday (tomorrow!): bus.
can't deal with jfk--->hancock. that midnight flight.
i don't want to drive. at all. refusing to get a rental. all i do when home is drive my life away.
solvay-->camillus-->strathmore-->lemoyne-->SU-->lyncourt-->liverpool-->armory-->???
end up more exhausted than after pulling a double shift on my feet at old job.
the alternative? lorie's. zen. calm. she can make me do a crazy juice cleanse and not drink and wake up at the crack of dawn for yoga. ready to hand the decisions over to someone else. vegan and sxe in 315? novel concept. changing all music on ipod to soothing stuff. girly shit. lillith fair nonsense. maybe carrie will lend me even more.
saturday: baby shower.
sunday: mother's day. buy mom brunch. trek to see gram. at least it's not in the snow! go by aunt libbi's at some point...
i should probably get the hell off the internet and make a reservation at one of the 2 places in syracuse proper that does brunch.
"end of a matter is better than its beginning
and patience is better than pride"-7:8
"sit here on the stairs
cause i'd rather be alone"-w.a.r.
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