Exodus

So. Peggy was gone when I got home last night, just like that. Poof. I didn't really say goodbye. I guess I thought she'd still be there when I got home last night. So I guess my last words were um, 'I think I'm going to go take a shower.' Although when I was headed to bed, I was singing that song that goes 'We'll meet again, don't know how, don't know when, but sometime we'll meet again..' It'd played on one of the 40's music programs I've been listening to and stuck in my head (likely for obvious reasons) I guess it's as good a way as any to exit. Sort of odd though, to just fade like a radio station as you drive out of range.

Things are trudging along. The house is cluttered badly. So much left to do.

Last night I made thai curry and invited Ashy and Jeff over (Dascha and Julia are gone for the weekend so Jeff was alone) Seemed very quiet. Odd. Peggy never really made much noise but she was always around. Psycho sematic, I guess.

So. That's all on that. I haven't heard from Jon so I may skip the zombie thing. Who wants to have their brains eaten alone? Besides, I really should be packing and working and such. *sigh* Howcome fun stuff always has to happen when I'm broke and in crisis? I swear that I'm not like that all the time.