I love vacations. They should last forever. I got home very early this morning, and I am tired, and it seems as if all the mundane crap that was going on has just intensified.

Things with a friend have gotten weird again. She came by the house today, and left pretty abruptly.

I'm discouraged at basically having to jump back in to the whole job search full force again. I got a phone call from the last woman I interviewed with, telling me that she was hiring someone else. So I have basically no prospects, and have to start from scratch. I hear that this is very common among new graduates, so I am trying not to be too stressed, while remaining motivated. Finding a job sucks.

I'm typing this up from my mom's house in Gig Harbor, while I wait for a phone call. I got some disconcerting news earlier today, and I'm waiting for a phone call to resolve it. Sorry to be so vague, but I feel as if it is disrespectful to discuss the details here. Suffice it to say, though, I'm stressed and impatient. I have to work on that, I suppose. It's all about the personal growth.

I have mixed feelings about being home. It's good to see everyone. Joe is so excited that I am home. He and Chris are coming over for the night after I deal with the drama that needs dealing with. I don't know what the plan is. The house needs cleaning, and I'm still really worn out, so it's hard to match their excitement, but I am glad to see everyone. I miss Tennessee, though. It's like nowhere else I've ever been. I loved it. I can't wait to go back and see more. And, of course, I miss Richard.

I want a PS2. I want to bring my karaoke games over to the house, but I'd have nothing to play them on. Give me something to do while Angela's at work.

Oh well, off to apply for some jobs online, and read some more of The Dharma Bums. I have pictures from the last two days of my trip, but I'll probably post those tomorrow. I'm just too tired for words right now.