i got back from mississippi last night, a couple of hours late, but what's new? the plane got tied up on the way to houston, so we were laid over for a bit longer. at least i didn't have to work today. i have been intermittently unpacking, talking to my overjoyed cats, vacuuming up cat hair, editing photos from my trip, and flickr-ing.
it's thirty degrees colder here, which is inherently disappointing, but i'm home, in my own space, and i could eat whatever i want (if only i had some food) and play the music i please (i just compiled a playlist of the women artists on my computer and it is shamefully short in comparison) and i don't have to see anyone but my cats and my boy.
tomorrow it's back to the grind. then wednesday, the beginning of the end. i start at the university of california. i will have to force myself apart from this to concentrate on all those papers i'm going to have to write. oh boy.