I wish I knew. Sometimes my stupid ADHD brain has enough sense to know where I should not go and where I am not welcome.

I received an email that the history students and faculty will be meeting at the new on-campus pub. I've been to socials before, though not beer in hand, and I was basically a wallflower. I'd say hello and some folks would speak to me--and then I could not figure out how to carry on the conversation. Hell, even my journals are pretty much one sided, and you see how boring and self-centered I am. I can talk nonstop and not say a word worth hearing.

Anyway, I don't think it would be "right" for me to show up. I still owe money from last semester. I don't know if I'll ever have the money or ability to return anyway. It would be wrong and awkward, to say the least, to go. "Where have you been this semester?" "Are you coming back in the fall?" Or from the profs who don't know me, "What is your thesis topic?" I have no answer.

So here i am where I stared several years ago. In my cage all alone. Chris and Kay have been asleep for hours. I'm a bit tired from lack of sleep for several days.

Kirsten is so eager to have a car. How to find one? Our favorite barrista at Starbucks has a small Kia of some sort that she wants to sell but not right away. I know nothing about cars so I have to leave this to Chris. She needs a car and she needs lots of practice driving it. Supposedly her boyfriend is getting one for graduation.

I bought a couple of prom magazines and she found an emerald green dress she loves. I don't know how it would look on her. It would have to be altered because the slit is too high for the schools standards. I don't know all the rules. here's a link if you're interested to the enviprom site. [link]
Keep in mind, she plans to wear ballet flats or something. She will not wear heels. I hope she'll get something nice to wear to after prom at Dave and Busters. No, I promised her I would not be a parent chaperone.
It's not what I had in mind for her. I have no idea how much it is. We need to check out a few places asap, but she's feeling icky this week so it will have to wait.

I'm hoping to sign up for the Aids Walk soon. It's right after spring break, I think, so my hip should be okay. I didn't do it last year but did the year before when Kay was in Italy.






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"To unpathed waters, undreamed shores."
The Winter's Tale, 4.4