Nostalgiac Ramblings

I am feeling somewhat human today. The cramps and fever and nausea and all that fun stuff have passed. Still sore and achey, and still insanely emotional - I was looking at book titles in Hastings today and I started tearing up - but physically I'm doing better.

I ran errands and picked up some new shampoo, some bath stuff, a couple of job applications, and the second disc of Tactics. Also looked at manga - I was tempted to pick up the first volume of Death Note, but decided not to spend money on it. I would have gotten the first volume of School Rumble, but they only had 2 and 3. The cover for 3 has Eri on it, striking a lovely fan service-y pose. It's funny, I don't usually go for the blondes. I think it's her eyes. I love her eyes.

Yesterday I had a real blast from the past, and a pleasant one. I stayed in bed and watched a ton of episodes of Daria. I found myself thinking about all those weekends and afternoons in mehitabelcat's basement. Most of my teenage and young adult years were spent either there or in Boston (Copley or Harvard Square). It's funny, because I was talking to Lenna today and mentioning how I don't miss Boston and I don't think about going back. I miss Seattle and think about going back there, but not Boston. Even though Boston is where I spent over 20 years of my life, and Boston is where I hit most of my developmental milestones, I don't miss it. That chapter is closed. I've moved on, and I'm happy that I'm in touch with mehitabelcat still (and miss being close to her geographically), but I have no desire to return to my roots. I like to think that's healthy.

I do think about going back to Seattle a lot. It's where my friends are, it's where I've gotten the best medical treatment, and it's where I feel happy.

Now those dark chocolate M&Ms I indulged in are wreaking havoc with my uterus. I need to take pills and lie down again.