scylis

first off, not eating all day after a bit of drinking is not the brightest of ideas. that was yesterday.

i am getting out of here. my wanderlust has kicked in. it's not just the fact that stem (my best friend) left very late last night to move to Seattle, it's that there is no change here, really, and it's making me apathetic. the stress is rather building up because the motivation is becoming more and more lacking. it's very beautiful up here, but my situation is too static for it to keep me here any longer.

i want to fly. even though it might be better to either pull or drive my car down, as i'm not giving it up (i like it a lot), i find myself tending to spend more and more time working out how to get my car down there so that i might catch a flight down to (most likely) Seattle (sorry bald_eagle). i know a lot of people are not fond of airlines and waits and delays and security and all, but i love meandering around airports, getting to connecting flights, the actual flying itself. going someplace new or someplace that still has things interesting to do or find. i used to do it every few months to see my father way back, and now i haven't flown anywhere in 5 years and i miss it terribly.

so there were all sorts of things combining in my head that made last night not the most fun of times.