49 Days till I'm back in the States...which is great and a little frightening in many ways. So let's see. I turned in my poetry essay yesterday and I think it's a vast improvement over the one that I had turned in originally. So now it's just the waiting game to see how that pans out. I expect that it will be a great improvement, and I also asked for my poetry to be remarked, so that should be interesting.
So all the girls have moved out and I'm pretty much here by myself now till I get ready to leave, which is a bummer but I guess it's for the best, as now I have nothing to keep me from the massive massive edits I have to do on Skin Deep. At least I got that shit written, and 110 pages in a month isn't shabby.
Tom came over this weekend and the weekend ended up being bust when Friday night his back gave out on him and he ended up not being able to do anything at all really. I guess he was lucky that I keep a bottle of pain pills here, though he pretty much demolished the bottle...yeah....so we're gonna see if we can try it again before we go but who knows? I don't really know how he feels about me. I don't know if he thinks this is a fun little diversion or something more. And the grand plan I had to unveil this question was completely ruined by the back thing so that made it all the worse.
I ended up not being able to go to the England vs. USA game because of Tom, so I missed hanging out with Jen which pissed me off (kinda like as my friend Jon came over tonight to ask if we could hang out then proceeded to use my TV for nearly an hour to watch the damn World Cup match for a team neither of us is interested in.)
Alright so I'm off for now. It's late and I'm tired. Later.
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