nothing so much to do ... the story of the unemployed

the house is big and empty. My parents show up between 5-6, eat dinner and go off to their things, watch tv too loud, paint, paperwork. And they do their life around me. Mine has seemed to stop.

I remember all of those things I say I would love to do when I have time to do them. And they all seem so dull, in comparison with real human contact. I am so bored with myself when I have no work to do and I miss my friends already. I don't know that I can endure another 2 weeks of "vacation". I would rather spend the time working, drinking too much and pinning over boys I can't have than reading, watching movies, and making jewlery alone in a cold house.

I made my mt. boy a necklace tonight: carved burnt bone with hyrogyphic stone & green marble. It has this great retangular carved dragon in the center. Trouble is, I don't know whether the boy will wear it, or how strange he will think it is to get it. Ah well. It's made, it is also as good as sent.

I couldn't be up here all summer. I would go insane.