I'm a little slow today. I just switched to Sanka. So...have a heart?

Wednesday, January 06, 2010

Ugh. I'm back.


I'm back from my islandy vacation. I think I'd probably be bored to tears if I moved there, but I could also totally see myself living on St. John or St. Thomas, captaining boatloads of fat, red, snorkeling tourists.

I'd be poor.

But happy.

Unlike now where I have "money" (it's all spent before it comes into my hot little hand) and am miiiiiiserable. That was going to be my 2010 resolution - not to be miserable - but why pretend I'm going to be able to do something I'm simply not going to be able to do?

But being back here just... brings it out in me. How the hell can I get out of this place? I wanna go home to my parents. And then I want to figure out what I want to be when I grow up.

This post sucks. I'm being a whiny brat... but when my responsibility was to save the vacation after things fell apart (Parents' and Bro's flight got canceled mid-air, due to Monserrat's collapse and ensuing ash-cloud, then re-scheduled, then couldn't land on the next day due to heavy winds... they got to our vacation 2 days late) that was responsibility I could handle: Figure out the taxi and ferry system, get the car, drive on the wrong side of the road, get the groceries, open up the house, kill he bugs... that was fine.

But the prospect of talking to other lawyers tomorrow...? Which one would think would be easier...

Is filling me with unspeakable dread.