darksailor

Internet deprivation is not good for the soul. Actually, I haven't been completely deprived, only limited to e-mail, but that's about the same as deprivation.

I've been feeling rather... um... misanthropic? lately. I think that's the only way I can explain it. It's just a... sometimes I feel like I simply tolerate people. Maybe I just take life too seriously.

At any rate, it's been a trial of patience. Life goes on though, right? All things must pass.

So I've been in Georgia for a little over a month now, meaning I have about 3 months left then I go back to Spain. I can't wait! It'll be really nice to be in my apt again, be able to walk around naked and not worry about maids.

I really can't wait until I can cook my own food again. What I wouldn't give to have a stove top in this little room! I love to cook - it doesn't mean that I'm good at it, but I love to do it. Almost as much as I love giving head. But that's different altogether.

Anyway, laundry becons... I hate folding.