Well Hello.

For those of you who care to know-- the scumbag who murdered my friend for $70 and 5lbs of pot received life in prison without possibility of parole. I'm glad for this, as my feelings on the death penalty are mixed. The thing about the sentence though- is this-- It doesn't really make any difference. Yes, I am glad that he is in prison and will remain there. But I don't feel any better about the whole thing. Nothing has really changed. Kayla is still gone. I kind of wish that he had to spend the rest of his life in that cell with pictures of her and Aaron and Eric plastered everywhere...I suppose that would only work if this person felt any remorse. He is still claiming that all the witnesses lied. Needless to say, this situation is still eating me up...I suspect it will for some time...

Meanwhile, in other news... My Boy is finally back in town. He'd been at home for surgery on a torn ACL until today. I'm going to go over to his new place tonight...I'm excited. I've missed him-- though I did have my fun with old flings while at home. I wonder if I'm so happy to see him because I've really missed him or because I've built him up in my head in his absence.
I have this weird way of falling in love with boys that I am friends with once I am separated from them. When a friend of mine went away to boot camp once, I convinced myself that I was in love with him. I was not. When I went away to Greece, I thought I was in love with my best friend Tyson. Nope. Now, in addition to my Boy, I have a friend who is far away and won't be back until 2006, at least. I keep thinking about him. His best friend has kinda picked up on my newfound crush--but I don't want him to know...I'm afraid that when he comes back my feelings will change. I don't know. I'm silly. Perhaps I just won't let myself grow crushes on boys that are near me because I'm afraid of getting rejected, and so I focus on those who are too far away to say no...HA! Any insights?

This week I must get a job. I'm going to apply at this call center across the street, despite the objections of my friends and former employees, because I know they'll hire me and I need the money...blah. I don't want to join the real world. I want to find a wealthy prince charming who will fall in love with me and take care of everything so I won't have to worry...not likely...