i've been in a good mood for two days straight. hot damn, i'm on a roll.

i really have no reason to be happy, though, so i'm sort of questioning it.

living at home is still ridiculously shitty. i mean, it's nice to have someone make my dinner and wash my clothes, and getting driven everywhere, but... i much prefer eating ez mac every nite, never washing my work apron because my roommate confiscated the key to the laundry room, and taking the bus and the el and cabs everywhere.

my apartment was a piece of shit, really. but it was mine. mine mine mine...

i guess what i miss the most is being able to go out to jack's after work and being able to have people over. and being able to smoke a bowl if i should get the urge... which was pretty much every other nite. i miss being able to change my plans at a whim. i didn't have to arrange a ride or call to let my parents know where i was or anything like that. i can't see will as much as i used to, and that's really got me down, but that's a whole other story for a different journal...

i have an idea for a new painting. i'm sure it'll never get done, though, not with the crazy amount of homework i have.

in fact, i should be doing that now.