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With another alternate title: I am such a chicken ;_; In the entirely non-furry way, of course. Sort of mentioned that I was going to London next week, but only Dad heard it :s I think if anything though, I'll just tell them I'm going to London on Sunday, and when I get there / later on that night, either email or IM Adam to tell him to let Mom and Dad know I'm going to be gone for slightly longer than they expect.

I never did ask Mom or Dad about the passport thing though. I somehow managed to convince myself that I couldn't remember them having been to the states any time recently, *but* I sent an email to Josh asking him if he'd be my guarantor, so hopefully he replies favorably ^^ Although I did tell him that I'll let him know what I want it for, if he absolutely needs to know, so it'll be interesting to see how that turns out. One way or another though, I'm much more willing to tell him online, so as long as he'll let me answer via email, I'll gladly tell him :3

As for the trip though, I believe a "Meh" would suffice. Not as fun as I expected it to be, but it had it's moments. One being that Andrea and Tyler (I think) have a dog which, when I saw him, reminded me of kumakehu :p Playing with said dog, however, was interrupted by Aunt Kathy wanting everyone to play some "Catchphrase" game, which was confusing as anything, because nobody could remember which team they were on :s Also, for the first time in quite a while, I didn't fall asleep on the way home, but there were several times while mostly everyone else was out taking a walk that I wished I could just curl up in bed for a bit. Oh well. Aunt Carol said I was welcome to use a spare one they had, and I told her I thought it'd be rude of me to do that, but meh. I'm still awake right now, and have at least another hour left in me~

And then I could go on for a good deal longer about the negative stuff, but the main things there were that we didn't go out for breakfast at all, we didn't stop for snacks or anything aside from going to Tim Hortons once on the way there, and twice on the way back (I don't even recall seeing a service center, for that matter :\), and for practically the whole day, I sat in the house worrying about the London and passport thing :x Namely "Well, let's say I were to get my passport and go to MFF. What would happen after that?", or "Will I be going back to London after this coming week?" My answer to that one is "Yes, eventually", because right now, there's going to be fursuit mini-golfing taking place on May 19th, which does sound like fun. Mainly for the idea of being able to wear a tail out and about where it's not expected, with others of the same... "persuasion" ^^; As for the other thing, it just sucks. The best way I can think of to describe it would be that there's this weight on my chest that I can only visualize as a cross between "@" and "&". Everything's all messed up, and I'm not sure what to make of it right now. At one point on the way home, it was in an "| |" state, but no longer, sadly. Being able to write about it in here did help a bit, however, so I suppose that's alright at the moment.

Although for now, I really need to just focus on getting through this week. Those three day shifts should help (heaven forbid having to work seven closes in a row :s), but it all depends what I'm on during them... I assume front cash after the closers get there, but we will see...

Anyways, I'm obviously tired right now, but I believe there are still donuts downstairs (donuts that Mom bought at approximately 9:30 this morning), so I'm going to go grab one or two, then watch a movie ^^

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