Back home for me... for reasons I shall not go into (except to say my ex is WAY worse than I believed) I'm headed back to Washington for a couple months to regroup. See you guys about.

As I head off to Austin to get awkward, and then most likely to Tahoe; it's going to be a long moment of spotty internet usage. I'm going to miss everyone who makes this an enjoyable place to post. Promise I'm not forgetting about you all. Though surely it's just a small matter for you all. Take care though, and if you'd like you can hit up my email. errie_scarrie@live.com Though please do identify yourself please.

I'm at war... with Cleverbot. Here is a selected piece of transcript. I assure you there is more to come. This bot is cruel.

Cleverbot: So you are a bot.

User: No, that's you, moron.

Cleverbot: I am much more complex than you will ever be.

User: Doubtful, you are just a victim of whatever is spouted out at you, without having the added benefit of being able to think. You simply exist, you have no wonder, curiosity, or the true ability...

self explanatory.

swinging

oscillating

I lie.

How did the days end

with found homes,

deserted pasts,

all that we touch disintigrates,

beneath our fingers.

Let me pre-curse this by saying you are probably wasting your time reading this. Though I'm not much of a writer; today was so blurry, that now I feel like writing about it.
Today started as the great packing extravaganza; I had plans, only not until 4 pm. Oh, how foolish was to believe I was safe. One of my best friends was picking me up. Of course she was 4 hours early, I was trying to pack, hadn't showered yet, or done most of the things I'd been planning to do before she arrived....