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Talia - ANYTHING is wonderful and I would be more than grateful for even three months. *hug*

Kadin - You sleep like a log, boy.

Caleb - Hopefully, I'll be getting to call you either tonight or tomorrow night, depending on how my timing works out. I miss you.

Torian - Dammit, I want to finish what we started.

Ryan - I'll be back when I can. Hopefully.

I'm going back to the clinic today, with my mother. Going, specifically, to talk to the lady I'm now very wary of, to get my allergens checked and ask about Raspberries, and to whine at my mother a lot. And possibly to figure out how to talk to my dad, 'cause he'd said (last I heard, anyway) that the u-haul was still an option.

As I've been explaning to people: I want to get stuff moved, I want to get EVERYTHING out of Dixon Household now that Deb's said she wants to turn the upstairs bedroom into a guest room, and I miss Caleb a LOT. The thought of moving to California Right This Second is still a bit twitch-making, but dammit, not being with him is driving me up a wall in a VERY large number of ways.

*twitches* My mother is due here any minute.

I am thinking, definitely thinking, that it might be fun and satisfying to tell my mother to just go fuck herself sideways. Currently, she owes me (and I owe Micah) $6. As long as there is something I want/need and I think I can get it from her, y'know, I'm not going to cut ALL ties. There are VERY few people in the world that I have NO guilt when I manipulate or use. She heads the list.

See, ya fuck me over, hurt me, lie to me, betray me, use me, manipulate me, guilt-trip me, etc... and after enough years of that, I stop feeling bad if I do the same to you. Funny how that works, isn't it?

Anyway. My mom's supposed to show up any moment-ish now, which means she'll be here any time between now and at least a half-hour from now. *wry grin* Not really looking forward to this.

I am going to see if she'll take me out to Gresham... although even that's going to be something of an uphill struggle, since she seems to believe that if she picks me up in Beaverton, she HAS to drop me back off in Beaverton. Hell, she bitches if I ask her to drop me off downtown. *blinks* I don't understand her. At all. Thank the gods.

If I ever start understanding her, I will assume I'm going mad, and commit myself.

Ehh.

Anyway, I'm going to close this now so that if she DOES show up, I'll be ready to go. Wish me luck?

Oh... and although I'm not going into details about it, I would just like to say that last night REALLY made me happy.