without my meredith

goddamn it actually sucks here. i mean, it's better than living in the aftermath of a tsunami, or in the asshole of a giant vole, or in iowa, but it still sucks more than it should suck. a lot of it is that i just want to get fucking started on the next part of my thing here, you know? did this part, didn't like most of it, want to move forward. get on. raleigh, hyaa, me, nyaa. fuck you guys ... i'm going home. which is the other big part. i can't see my meredith, like, ever. and that sucks on any planet. miss you. can't wait to be like "whatchu doin'" and you be like "nuttin'" and i be like "scool, let's do sumpin'" and you be like "aiight.". then we actually could. that will be neat. anyway, i said i'd blog, now i have to go back to work. but i love you.