Angst and Supper
Mar. 15th, 2008 04:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tj_roweWell, last night was unhappy for me, despite my cooking chicken successfully. Steve had gone home already, Katie was at work and Helen went off to do something with Peter's parents. I was lonely.
I've gotten so used to being around people at Uni that them all disappearing so suddenly reduced me to tears. Toph, your turning up randomly staved off the loneliness for a good few hours, for which I am very grateful (though I suspect Steve wouldn't be, as I rang him up at two in the morning in order to have company and reassure myself that the Zombie Apocalypse hadn't happened while I was locked up in Langwith, which I suspect is the the true purpose of Nightline).
On Tuesady I was supposed to catch the train home, but between my sprained ankle getting worse every hour that I'm wandering around to do things for myself like cook and pack, and being more-or-less alone on campus (Goodricke people are still here, I think, but again that's far away), I've decided that this would be a very bad idea, broken down and rang my parents to pick me up tomorrow.
The sprained ankle gives me an excuse, really. I'm sort of reminded of arriving here, at the beginning of last term - of course, that was in the Holiday Inn and I could walk properly, but there was still a bit of prowling the corridors looking for people, and feeling lost and lonely. Though, the main similarity is A-Block. The people left are people I haven't spoken to since being in the Holiday Inn.
Well, anyway. I have rice, minced beef, an onion, kidney beans and the fixings for some kind of tomato-y sauc-y thing - and I can probably feedthree people including myself one more person no more people! with it. Any takers for tonight?
Edited to add: I'm tempted to run for web on the SF&F committee. Would this be a bad idea?
I've gotten so used to being around people at Uni that them all disappearing so suddenly reduced me to tears. Toph, your turning up randomly staved off the loneliness for a good few hours, for which I am very grateful (though I suspect Steve wouldn't be, as I rang him up at two in the morning in order to have company and reassure myself that the Zombie Apocalypse hadn't happened while I was locked up in Langwith, which I suspect is the the true purpose of Nightline).
On Tuesady I was supposed to catch the train home, but between my sprained ankle getting worse every hour that I'm wandering around to do things for myself like cook and pack, and being more-or-less alone on campus (Goodricke people are still here, I think, but again that's far away), I've decided that this would be a very bad idea, broken down and rang my parents to pick me up tomorrow.
The sprained ankle gives me an excuse, really. I'm sort of reminded of arriving here, at the beginning of last term - of course, that was in the Holiday Inn and I could walk properly, but there was still a bit of prowling the corridors looking for people, and feeling lost and lonely. Though, the main similarity is A-Block. The people left are people I haven't spoken to since being in the Holiday Inn.
Well, anyway. I have rice, minced beef, an onion, kidney beans and the fixings for some kind of tomato-y sauc-y thing - and I can probably feed
Edited to add: I'm tempted to run for web on the SF&F committee. Would this be a bad idea?
