Hopefully, today someone fills out an application to take over my lease. A girl named Megan is meeting me at The Creek around 3:30 to take a look at the place. I'm desperately trying to get rid of that place. I hope to God she wants it.
I've been living in the corner of Ben, Heather, and Dawn's living room with Chris for three days now. It's not so bad. I still feel awkward around them, but I'm sure that will go away soon.
I have a problem with not feeling connected to anyone again. I think it's triggered when I'm in a new environment. That too should go away soon.
Beer is a nice way to overcome that. Although I hate the taste of beer (besides Sparks), but I downed some Sam Adams last night and took it like a champ (and by "downed some" and "took it like a champ," I mean I sipped quietly without complaining). They talked a lot about babies and all that mess that I would rather not get into, and I mostly listened. Then we played Tourettes, and I mostly sucked.
I fell asleep sort of early and woke up with a message from Kayleah. She's not too happy back in Cali either. I hope things get better for her. I love her, and I want her to be okay. I'm just not sure how I can help now. I'm going to visit her after I get settled in Portland and have some money saved for a plane ticket.
On a lighter note, Dawn just sent me friend request which makes me feel a tad less weird. Things are going to get better. I just have to work on getting over this whole awkward, dissociative phase I've got going on right now.
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