peeking out from under the blankies..
Jan. 20th, 2001 07:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elvendoll...and i wish i meant that literally.
i'm in NJ now...
in some ways, its good to be here, good to see my family and especially abi... but being here comes with its own stress.
my family won't stop talking about my grandfather's computer. i ordered it on ebay, and never checked the UPS tracking number when i got it by email cuz i was either too busy or kept forgetting. checked it yesterday to see that its 'not a valid number', so i emailed the lady again and have yet to hear back from her. so every member of my family has asked me 3 times if we're ever going to see it at all. i know they're worried, but so am i, damnit. and then i got this wondeful lecture on how stupid of me it was to have the $$ taken out of my bank account rather then the credit card cuz now the purchase isn't insured. like the PayPal error was my intention. *raar*
that, and i couldn't get online for the first few hours of being here (my stepdad was asleep in the room with the computer) and that put me a little on edge.
but no matter how stressy this all has sounded, i am trying to relax, and am glad i am here.
a part of me wishes i could just splinter off. have a part of me here, another part totally there for T, and another part to go to the fetish flea and spend time with bill.
no such luck though.
you know what, though? the desire to write has escaped me. you'll have to hear about the drive here & the call from the cops later...
i'm in NJ now...
in some ways, its good to be here, good to see my family and especially abi... but being here comes with its own stress.
my family won't stop talking about my grandfather's computer. i ordered it on ebay, and never checked the UPS tracking number when i got it by email cuz i was either too busy or kept forgetting. checked it yesterday to see that its 'not a valid number', so i emailed the lady again and have yet to hear back from her. so every member of my family has asked me 3 times if we're ever going to see it at all. i know they're worried, but so am i, damnit. and then i got this wondeful lecture on how stupid of me it was to have the $$ taken out of my bank account rather then the credit card cuz now the purchase isn't insured. like the PayPal error was my intention. *raar*
that, and i couldn't get online for the first few hours of being here (my stepdad was asleep in the room with the computer) and that put me a little on edge.
but no matter how stressy this all has sounded, i am trying to relax, and am glad i am here.
a part of me wishes i could just splinter off. have a part of me here, another part totally there for T, and another part to go to the fetish flea and spend time with bill.
no such luck though.
you know what, though? the desire to write has escaped me. you'll have to hear about the drive here & the call from the cops later...
