Hiatus... over.

Good morning, Evanston. You are rather lovely today. Makes it easer to convince myself that I want to be here, that.

Yesterday the kitten and I ventured out alone for long drive up from DC. As always, it was completely uneventful, which only makes me more sure that trucking school is in the cards for me after this Bachelor's nonsense. The only things that made the drive mildly interesting were, a) that Sadie insisted on riding on my lap, which is not illegal but probably should be, and b) getting honked at, gestured obscenely to, and otherwise harassed by three different trucks, all in Indiana. I am loathe to admit that this made me laugh... good to know that my tits look great from a steep vertical angle! Thanks guys! I should be a very angry feminist. Work on that, D.

The shape of my summer has changed so many times, it's hard to keep up. Right now I am attempting to wake up for an interview for an internship. In all honesty it will probably amount to a lot of data entry and odd jobs, but the fact that there's a theater attached to it makes me feel like less of a waste of life. Then comes the search for a part time job, followed by a search for friends who are here, I am no good at remembering.

Oh, and I finally saw a doctor, how about that. It seems that my mono is in end stage, which is great, but I could have told you that seeing as I am mostly feeling better. This is good for two reasons: the first, it is proof that the mono actually existed, ergo I am not crazy. The second, maybe this won't take over my whole summer, even if my liver and spleen are still slightly enlarged. As much as I hate anything medical, it's nice to get a (mostly) clean bill of health. That's a whole arena of anxiety that can be eliminated for at least a few months.