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We're leaving on Friday night for Indiana. Not the state, the town in western Pennsylvania. The more I think about, the more I don't want to go.
Indiana is a weird place for me. It's gorgeous and quiet and in the middle of nowhere, but... well, suffice it to say, there's a but.
I wish I had the time and the attention span to tell you all about it, what happened and who lives there and why I'm no longer looking forward to going. But I don't. I can't imagine why I thought it would be a good idea. The drive out there is so pretty, though. Not all is lost.
Everyone is making me angry today. There's some random picture on our desktop of this girl that came from my husband's AIM folder, and he got a strange IM, and I'm thinking to myself, "oh great, we're starting this shit again." But he "has no idea" what any of it is. Of course, because it's obviously all just a huge coincidence and he has no idea how pictures get into his folder and how people IM him. And did I mention that I'm obviously an idiot?
Oh, and my eye is infected now! Great! Another perfect day.