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Continuing with the adventure of mum and I being passive-aggressive against each other, I’ve been cleaning out the second closet in the lounge. See, last week she decided it was fine time to clean out the laundry room (it has been basically a room to throw junk for years). I’ve been going through my boxes of stuff stored in there over the last couple of weeks, at least what I could get to. It’s mostly stuff that I haven’t seen since I moved to Pittsburgh (I never did ever fully unpack after moving back here). Anyway, in this process of her cleaning that room she started piling stuff up in the hallway, which was a little more than annoying because it meant I couldn’t get in or out of my room. Granted, it was my stuff, but she could have put it IN my room. So, right, me cleaning out the second closet, I’m doing the same thing, stacking up everything that isn’t mine in the hallway, blocking the way into the laundry room, hahaha.

I saved the very last bit of stuff for this morning, and come to find twenty-four quarts of peaches. That’s a hell of a lot of peaches… that in itself was a little weird, but when I read the label I soon discovered that they were from 1984! These peaches are soon to be twenty years old! Wow. Apparently they were ‘canned’ well, because they still appear nice and peach-like, haha, though I’d never open it up to try them, eww. I haven’t a clue why so many quarts of peaches were boxed up in a closet for that long. Hell, they’re almost as old as this house!

In other news, well, there hasn’t been much really. I never heard from Matthew, but I sort of didn’t really expect to either, it’s still disappointing. I think I’ve lost most of my motivation in regards to him, I mean, I’m still very interested, but there’s almost no point if it’s going to be like this… Right now it’s not too bad, considering we really don’t know each other, and I would suppose that it should be different if we’d ever actually get involved, but what if it wasn’t different? I’ve been involved with people that have lived two hours away and I saw them every weekend, heh, I’ve managed to see this guy twice, but on the same day, between now and the end of July! So, yeah, it seems fitting really, incredibly dysfunctional from the very start. I like him though, a lot…. actually, and… I’ve given up on too much throughout my life. If I was actually going by the point system, he’d be so far into the negative now there’d be no hope, haha.

I’m getting pestered to make soap, but I just don’t feel like it. I’ve been focused on more intellectual activies lately, mostly computer related, be it redesigning this site or working with different video encoding processes. I guess I need to make soap this morning though, or at least sometime today, because this boy wants some for his girlfriend. Bleh… I’m just not in the mood.

I heard from Cole yesterday, he called randomly in the evening. It made me miss him, and I don’t want to miss him; frustrating, I don’t even want to explain it.

Yeah, I want to spend time with Andy again, though it’s pretty much an impossible thing to fulfill. I’d also very much like to give Sam a real hug.