Welcome Home

Well, for those of you know don’t know– I’m back. Well, no, check that– I’m not. Officially, I return on Friday. Brandon is throwing a party for me: if you want to see me, find Brandon’s house in Laramie on Friday night. That’s when I officially return. =)

I know I owe several of you phone calls. But 1) I haven’t had my laptop, and my Palm screwed up, so I haven’t had access to my phone numbers and 2) remember, I’m not officially back yet.

Yeah.

Is it good to be back? Of course. Is it bad? Well, I dunno. Like everything in life, coming home has been a shade of gray.

I’ve been home for almost a week now. I still haven’t managed to sleep in my bed, which is the first thing I expected to do. The bed is covered with stuff, waiting to be put on the wall, or thrown out, or otherwise sorted. So I’ve been sleeping on the floor, under my desk (the only clear space on my floor). The prospects for tonight aren’t looking very good, either.

I’ve had two very happy discoveries since my return: (well, more than that, but not of the sort that I’m going to discuss here) 1) fast internet. My high-school dreams of high-speed wireless internet finally materialized. My parents are now hooked up with Millhouse Electric point-of-sight broadband. Which is glorious. There’s still a few problems to be ironed out before I can begin downloading the internet, but I trust that a few phone calls will have me well on my way. 2) Bawls is now being sold in Cheyenne. B&B Computer Service now sells the world’s most caffeinated carbonated drink. It’s not as tasty as RedBull, but has a way cooler bottle. =)

Let’s see…

Chester is adorable.

The mountains are incredible. They’re suddenly bigger. And bluer.

Wyoming should be colder. A lot colder. I want snow. Lots of snow.

Wyoming is beautiful. Breathtakingly so. Barren, desolate, and brown-patched-with-white, I love Wyoming’s endless, empty plains.

At the moment, I’m searching for a job.