Stuff.

I get to walk about campus in the rain today.

The nice, cold, grey, gloomy rain.

This is going to be great. I love walking in the rain.

Especially when I'm feeling as gloomy as the weather outside.

Next week I'll be headed off to Newnan for a few days. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and half of Sunday, in fact. Will be kind of different to be there. Not because there's all those animals, or because I won't be the only "child" of the house, or even because everybody there is much louder.

Nope. It'll be different because Mama sent me everything that was left in my room from up there. Every last piece of it. Even the pillows in the pillowcases from my bedset.

I should've expected it when she started the conversation on the phone with, "I want you to know we're not kicking you out, but..."

Ha. Ha ha. Hmm.

First thing I'm going to do when I get there is wrestle Max. I miss my Maxi baby, and I'm sure her roughhousing will cure the depression and mood swings I can't seem to shake off. Then I'm gonna pet Snoopy, snuggle the hell out of Charlie, and maybe go get mugged by the outside dogs.

Then I'll sit around with Mama for a long while, even if we simply watch TV.

Then I'll irritate Mike and try to get him to put me in a headlock.

Then when the night comes around, I'll hang out with Shelby and Steve, even if that means driving to Peachtree City at 3 AM just for the hell of something to do.

...Well, this is my fantasy, anyway. I like thinking that the habits are still the same.

Meh. It's pouring rain again.

It'll be a good day today. At least I'll have the rain.