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thursday, january 14, 1999, 04:21 somehow, i forgot to post yesterday's entry, so, er, read it now and then get back to this one. i'll wait. i'm now back in the place that i've called home for three and a half years. and, for the first time in i don't know how long, i feel about as far from home as possible. and i really can't place my finger on it. is it the fact that there are three cats running around, rather than two dogs? is it now because there are roommates instead of family? but this never caused problems before. before that was what defined home. not this time. i suppose i'll sleep it off and see what happens in the morning, but i doubt very much that things will change. i think i'm going to blame it on the fact that it's suddenly hitting me that i'll be out of here in another four or so months and that this will cease to be my home for real. but really i'm just doing that because i don't know what's wrong. and it also seems worth mentioning that a drive up to boston this evening proved the point that before planning a large roadtrip, one should always check the weather report before departing, rather than be confronted on the road with blizzard conditions. all that for a job fair which couldn't have been more useless save for the fact that they had free cheese. gar.
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