|Current mood:||killer headache|
|Current music:||The Monster Squad|
I've been emailing and, as of today, chatting with Jeff. I even got to talk to him on the phone a bit. He's told me about how conflicted he's felt since he got back up North. I know that he still cares for me and would like to be with me again (he's told me as much) but feels obligated to his girlfriend and her kids. Understandable. Other than that, he's doing well in school and says he's shooting for all A's.
Life in the house is good. Drew and I seem to be doing ok despite my general fuckwittage, and I'm only a little uneasy about my lack of a job. I've pretty much made up my mind to move to Memphis and just get a shitty job somewhere; I can always get a career later. I hope to get a job as a flight attendant in February, but I've got to survive until then...