Heh, 12:08 and just now home.

Nice long talk w/Lu tonight. :) Much more to talk about but gosh! I know you'll do great in FL, and all them rednecks are gonna LOVE YOU, you beer snob.

I think I'll take another Battle Angel book out with me tonight to smoke. No matter how much I try to concentrate on the artwork in the series, the story hooks me and draws me in. Yukito Kishiro paints a world with such brutality and beauty that it fills me with this feeling - the feeling that something is at once magnificent and terrible, that mixture of quiet acceptance and the fierce will to fight.

That's what I feel right now, I guess. Peace with everything, but the energy to be exuberant!

I'm glad I had the chance to experience depression, because without that as a measuring stick, I don't know if I'd find this world as wonderful as I do. 11, 10 days until the move - Adrian with me, in the car, my life packed into the trunk, smoking and haggling over whose music we'd play, and then probably settling on a blend of NIN, Depeche Mode, Postal Service. Add in Stray Cat Strut and some Destroy Everything You Touch, along with maybe Erasure's cover of Somewhere Over the Rainbow.

Playing Somebody, from Depeche Mode, on a long stretch of clear road at night, with a million stars overhead, visible outside the city glow.

Settling in. Comfort.

:) Stress? Pfft. Bring it.