Azure Jane Lunatic (Azz) 🌺 (
azurelunatic) wrote2002-09-11 10:06 pm
Omens...
Eight of Spades got lost in Nephew's new Harry Potter card trick box. Figured out how to find it and get it out.
Interpretation: Once I figure out it's me that's lost, I will be able to figure out how to extract myself from the situation.
In other news, both
votania and I have been having thoughts about California. I have obligations here until Halloween, but after that...
Realistically speaking, I would like to finish my degree at the DeVry at which I started. I have friends here:
ralmathon,
evealone, Dawn... well, Dawn's moving to California and getting married as of January... who the hell knows where Neighbor's going to end up...
evealone seems to be a wanderer too...
The obligations to people I have locally: Votania and Nephew, sticking with them; Darkside.
I'm sticking with Votania until she gets her degree, whatever that's going to wind up being. If at all possible, I would like to be within easy regular contact distance of Darkside. Local phone calls, I guess would be my ideal boundary. I feel hair-raising panic over the prospect of not being close enough to him to be there if needed.
...And Votania pops out of her room to talk about moving. Hmm. ...We may actually do this.
Interpretation: Once I figure out it's me that's lost, I will be able to figure out how to extract myself from the situation.
In other news, both
Realistically speaking, I would like to finish my degree at the DeVry at which I started. I have friends here:
The obligations to people I have locally: Votania and Nephew, sticking with them; Darkside.
I'm sticking with Votania until she gets her degree, whatever that's going to wind up being. If at all possible, I would like to be within easy regular contact distance of Darkside. Local phone calls, I guess would be my ideal boundary. I feel hair-raising panic over the prospect of not being close enough to him to be there if needed.
...And Votania pops out of her room to talk about moving. Hmm. ...We may actually do this.

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Who knows.
Wherever it is, I have the feeling that there will be friends there.