It's not a cry you can hear at night, it's not somebody who's seen the light...

I have been looking forward to going to the US because being here in the city of Aftershocks and Gloom hasn't been great for the old brainpan. But my trip to Te Anau and various made me feel so incredibly good. So now I'm all "wah, I have to leave my home for two months!" It does make it better than I get my family though :D But I will miss my friends and my cats and my house and my housemates and all the things. In the long run, two months isn't too long. Just feels like it right now!

So in 10 and a half hours I will wake up and take a shower and then I will head for the airport. Then I will be in Sydney before heading to the US. I get to see my cousin in San Francisco, and then my mommy in Helena, Montana. I can catch up on writing all the things, since there are few distractions in Montana, especially in winter.

I feel so much better though. It's...awesome. I just really needed to get out of this city, even though I love it so much. Touring the south island of NZ was amazing. This county is gorgeous and I think, despite wanting to leave it for the UK for a while, I think I kind of want to stay. We'll see how things go. But I feel at home here. It's lovely.

So now I have to clean my room for Woot to move in to it for two months. I should vacuum for him too, since the floor is covered with catfood. Echo is a messy eater. I can't wait until I can come back and cuddle the kitties again though! I will miss my babies!

It is hot today. As an aside. It's gross.

My mouth is finally getting back to normal, which means it isn't drying out at every opportunity so I have to stay up all night with a water bottle in my face, dripping it on my tongue. And that isn't an exaggeration, I actually did that. Dry mouth is like...one of the worst things I have ever experienced, physically. It was worse than asthma because it made my tongue all huge and I couldn't talk right and that freaked me out so I had anxiety attacks and couldn't breathe anyway. And my mouth hurt because it dried out if I didn't drink water constantly. And I was always aware of it. It's still the tiniest bit dry, but nothing like it has been, and my tongue feels like it fits in my face now.

YOU ALL NEEDED TO KNOW THESE MINUTE DETAILS ABOUT ANXIETY MEDICATION SIDE EFFECTS. Okay, you probably didn't, but now you do anyway ;) And really, if that is the worst side effect they give me, I can deal. But I am saying that now because it seems to be over! It seems like such a minor thing, but oh dear GOD it was a week and a half of quite an ordeal.

Now there is chicken ceasar salad (oh god, I just ate so much of it which is so good) and Silent Hill, which is so atmospheric and the music is pretty and there are monsters and I have random threads to start in FS and the kitten is sleeping beside me. I feel happy and warm and loved and lucky. And calm. I feel calm.

Thank everything for that.

Now I just have to start eating more again. I still have no appetite, which bothers me. My clothes are all way too big. Like...it is impressive how much weight I lost in two weeks (yes, I am not pleased about this). So tomorrow I am going to eat three meals. I know, right? I CAN DO THIS!

Journal layout bored me so I changed it. It's been the same for...6 years? Anyway, since I SUCK at changing them, I just changed it to the Darker London layout and switched headers (one MIGHT be under the impression that I like the bridge or something...). How's that for lazy?! I also don't like change, so changing ti to something I know is probably for the best... And now I am adding links to fricking EVERYTHING because it's AWESOME. Wheeeee!

Anyway, I Mark Reads Harry Potter has gotten me hooked on re-watching the old movies. I just finished one (SEAN BIGGERSTAFF! I love watching my Julian) and after I feed the Simba-kitty (Landlord's cat, we did not get another feline) I will watch two. And...hopefully...write something Darker Londoney. I've had a blank window open for me all day. May give up and write Nicholas/Hannah again instead. I had a scene for tomorrow but I might do it tonight and to hell with it! They're taking over my brain with their inability to communicate. It's awesome.

Mostly? Loving the fact that whatever I do to piddle my time away, it doesn't matter. I am on VACATION so suck it, deadlines!

So...tired. I just spent the last two hours finally putting my clothes in my closet. I know, right? And then I changed my sheets and duvet cover and now my bed is all goth and black except for the cheerful lavender sheets. Kehhehee. The boxes are gone (well there's 1/2 a box left because I ran out of hangers, but it's in the closet too) and once I actually organise the desks and the nightstand and the pile of photos on the floor which are meant to be on the wall then everything will be perfect.

But I am SO RELIEVED to have those boxes out of the way omfg.

:D:D:D:D:D:D:D

And now I'm sweaty and dusty and listening to The Fray and feeling like home and it's awesome. (...I should take a shower.)

I'm only missing a Lewi! :X!

OH and if I could stop coughing and losing my voice, THAT would be okay too :D