it's been a while. eh lj?

my my my... what a week. grover was in town, and that was really fantastic. we had lots of nice normal time. no big fancy endeavors... a couple really amazing dates, good time spent on the couch reading and snuggling. we spent two hours walking a stray dog around trying to find her people. we named her gertrude falafel stein. i'm a little bit in love. with grover, that is, not gfs. we're going to be in the same place in just over a month!
and i am going to be there in LESS than a month. begin freakout.... now! i have so much to do in the next three weeks; finish sanding and staining the front porch, purge as much of my shit as possible, ship the rest, make as much money as possible, buy train tickets (today), take an SAT, visit with my mumma who will be here in less than 2 weeks... my lord. i can't believe it's time already. that shit snuck up on me hardcore.
alright, off i go to the perch again. this was a nice little break, but i'm totally slacking now.

official

i bought my train ticket today. i leave on april 19th and arrive in providence on the 22nd. i'm excited about taking the train. three days all by myself on a slow-moving trip cross-country. no pot brownies this time. no pills either.
oh my god. i just realized i've never taken a train trip sober. nice.
i need to add book-shopping into my budget. tonight i begin the packing process. i'm shipping everything except my bass amtrak, and the bass will be shipped by pete, at pete's bass shop. he seems really nice, and that way i don't have buy a hard case for her ($1200, what?!). crazy, crazy... i don't know how all of this is going to come together. i feel, though, like i'm preparing for this much better than i've ever been prepared to leave a place. no, i don't have a huge savings for a cushion, but who cares? i'll have enough to get myself and my stuff out there.
so, my cousin mikey is also going to p-town for the summer. this is excellent. i love him, we grew up together. he just quit drinking (30 days today!). i've just recently acknowledged that AA is a sort of rite of passage in my family. on my mom's side, that is. no, seriously. of my mom and her 4 siblings, 3 of them are active in AA, and have been recovered over 15 years. the other two... well... and of my 6 cousins on that side, 4 are sober and go to meetings. whoa. i went for a little while, but decided i didn't realy need them, and fortunately, that is true. maybe it wasn't as true at the time.
my dad's family, well. there are 70 people directly below my grandparents on the family tree, and anyone over 16 has either found jesus or is a complete stoner. or were complete stoners until the found jesus. or are complete stoners and feel that jesus is okay with that. and a small handful are into heavier drugs.
i don't really understand how i got that far into all that, but i really have to go pack now.
i'm going to have a dinner party at some point before i go. i don't know when or where yet (anyone, ideas?), but the theme is going to be wear your latest score, and bring your latest favorite (food).