Loose Ends

God how I hate flying. And I hate taking exams. My thoughts seem to be slipping around my brain in a sloppy fashion. It's hard for me to concentrate. On anything.

No more dates, obviously, until I get back. So until then, it is all in cyber-land. Am talking to a couple of people who all could be interesting. Who all are interesting, online. The question is, is that all there is or can it step up? Must put my energy into 'dating' when I get back. Such a pain in the ass. It's all a lot of energy and effort for what seems like very little outcome. Of course, saying that, it worked out well a year or so ago, there's no reason to assume it won't work out well this time either. I just need to be patient. It's not my strong suit.

I'm getting a haircut tonight. I know it's not time, but my hair is driving me nuts. My last cut was not good. So I've waited as long as I can to let it grow a bit, and I'm trying a new place. Could be a disaster, could be a good thing. Hopefully it'll be a good thing. Fingers crossed....

It is always how things get added when I'm writing posts. *sigh* And I think I am going over to Mr.Aloof's tonight, after the haircut. For a rather impromptu play session. I must be mad. I know the million reasons this is a bad idea, not the least of which will be hiding substantial bruises from my mother as we share a hotel room on the weekend. Or rather, explaining them to her. I know he's been a complete tosser who doesn't deserve my time. I know I should be studying. I know all these things. But... I want a release... I want a scourge... In the face of all my fears, I want to feel... alive.