May 20, 2006 - 6:55 p.m.
Oy. It's hard to believe I've only been home a week. It feels so much longer, which seems a little weird, considering how long the last year felt.
Anyway. I'm home. Mom's still in New Orleans, so I'm crashed at Dad's. Somehow it doesn't feel weird at all, even though I've never technically lived with Dad. It's just that I went to Mom's house at first, intending to unload all my stuff there, but it didn't feel like home with Mom and T.J. gone. And it turns out Dad was expecting me to move all my stuff in here. So I'm home.
I got my hair cut today. I'm still trying to convince myself I like it. She cut a lot more off than I had originally wanted, since I haven't trimmed it in so long. Lots and lots of split ends to get rid of. And it didn't turn out like I had hoped, but it still looks good. What's funny is that I'm more freaked out about it when I'm not looking at it in the mirror. But I would rather read Madame Bovary than stand in front of the mirror. I'm sure the freaking out will phase out before too long. I hope.
I turn twenty in a week. The only set plans I have to celebrate it are that Dad and I are going to eat crawfish for lunch tomorrow. Huzzah for crawfish season! I can't wait.
Dad has slow dial up at his house, so I tend to put off dealing with email and whatnot. So my updates may be a little scattered. But I'm here.
