Day 2: Productivity again. Handeling what I need to handle, keeping out of trouble til the weekend, and packing a suitcase.

(Hmmm. There were some JM lyrics about home being where you put your suitcase down. It suddenly makes a lot of sense... I should go look those up, or maybe someone can enlighten us. Just a random thought.)

Calling my Marine shortly.  C is doing pretty cool from the one time I've spoken to him.  I know nothing of his personal life, and to be honest its better that way.

Speaking of bigger and better things. Clovis manana. I'm trying to get up the courage to talk to clovis boy. but as my East Coast girls would say....i'ma escared.

well marine must be attended to. then clovis. then NY. then if time permits, cali. lol. but really all i want is a place to call home, and a boy to call my own.