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the whole nuala moving thing was kind of unrealistic to me until about half an hour ago as i was tearing thru berkeley singing loudly along with ben folds ‘you better watch out because i’m gonna say ‘fuck,’ you better watch out because i’m gonna say ‘fuck,’ you better watch out because i’m gonna say ‘fuck’… ‘FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK,'” on my way home from san francisco dropping off kristen after having driven all the way to santa barbara and back in one day. but about half an hour ago i realized fully that she’s moved away. far away. again. which has happened before obviously. as we’ve both moved far away at times. though i think she wins hands down for that time she moved to london. that was pretty damn far.
i started realizing it when i had to hug her good bye; when i figured out how much i was actually going to miss her. but then i pushed the unpleasant thoughts to the back of my brain for about 5 hours while kristen and i talked about things like summer fling cosmo kid quizes, taking motorcycle lessons, and clit-teasers (i still like to say ‘cock-tease’ even when referencing a girl doing it to me. it fascinates me how i’m more ok with the word ‘cock’ than i am with the word ‘clit’. i think it’s jason’s fascination with the word which has predisposed me towards it.)
anyway, for those 5 hours there was too much dirty talk going on to think about how the one person i have seen consistantly 5 days a week for the last year and a half is no longer here. it’s pretty bad when i couldn’t even make it thru more than one day of work without her before i gave notice at my job. but seriously, i’ve become completely dependent on her being there in the car with me on the way to and from our hated jobs, at the movies with me seeing terrible films (although she has a higher level of discrimatory power than me, who sees everything), picking up dinner when we’re starving, picking glass out of our hair when i get in an accident, bitching about work and people and life and buffy and terrible books and good books; but mostly just being with me and around me. what am i going to do without her right there? a large part of my life will change, is already changing. and it makes me sad. it makes me sad too that last night was her last night here in the bay area for who knows how long and i didn’t even spend it with her. well, that makes me more angry at myself than sad. but still.
ducky, i miss you already. piggy, we need to just *test* drive around at midnite more often.
love,
muppet
at first i was going to gloat: ah! but now she’s closer to ME!
but now…poor michele. i’m sorry.
michele, do you have nuala’s mailing address? i talked to her last night, but forgot to ask. also, does she have internet at her new place?
mmm i have the street number but not the zip code. and she does not currently have internet at the house and she’s lazily not going to sumit’s house for it yet.
if you have the street address you can get the zip code at usps.com. just click the “find a zip code” link. it’ll blow your mind.
can you email it to me? at jadiva@hotmail.com
is she in Isla Vista, Goleta or Santa Barbara? if you remember what exit you took off the fwy, i can figure out what the zip code is.
ps good luck with evil boss-woman today!
she said she was in goleta. we took storke club road and then up hollister.
thank you! it went ok. stupid boss woman. i was calm and placating and politely smiling in direct contrast to my inner screaming. i am still really angry. and irritated and really want my last day to be next friday and if it is next monday i’m going to be angry but will go on monday because i am chicken shit and responsible and raised to be polite.
I’m going to miss you too michele. And see I managed to get to Sumit’s to check the internet out. I in fact miss you desperatly already. You and Kristen and Gene and “gasp” even Berkeley a little. And Mom, must not forget mom.
Anyways. Jade I’ll email you my address just in case.
I miss everybody. Someone needs to move closer or I need internet at home. Soon…soon I will have internet at home and nothing will stop me.
don’t miss berkeley! don’t do it! it’s full of bitches! argrhrrhrgrhhh. bleh. heh.
hee
I don’t miss it too much. I just miss the person I got to talk to on the way to and from there. sigh.
And why do I look crappy in every single one of those pictures? Why. I look so damn tired and I need to pull my shoulders back. Damn my lack of posture.
oh man, i only just saw this. that’s what happens when i don’t log on for 3 days.
i will miss you too ducks, and i can’t wait to come visit again (and actually stay this time). cajun kitchen! fancy-schmancy work restaurant! so much food!
kristen gasp! have you forgotten SHE’S supposed to be cooking for US?
you look cute in the two us pictures. and with the kitty kitty. tell your mom where the pictures are, k?
kay I will