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Spending the weekend back at school wasn't as bad as I though it would be. I had to be there for a final in my pain-in-the-ass photo class that meets on Sunday mornings. So lame. I ended up staying the rest of the day just chilling with Cat and Schroder and some other new friends. Time well spent, for sure. Schroder had to leave, though, and she probably won't be back for months. When we were saying goodbye, I don't know... whatever I was thinking, it's best that I didn't.

I've been learning a whole lot more about the whole anarchist/transient lifestyle from Schroder. It is truly fascinating - way different from any preconceived notions I had about anarchy. I can't really describe it well, but they can. And so can these folk. Check out the FAQ, it's incredibly well-done.

I don't know. This is pretty cool. I'm seriously considering doing it, but even I'm not sure how I'd go about doing that or even when I could. Regardless, it's given me something to keep my mind off her some of the time. A relief, no doubt, but it still hurts just as bad as it has before. It's worse when I'm by myself, and worse still when it's night. I wish I had a box where I could keep whatever part of me that aches so much. I could just set it in there every now and then, but strangely, I wouldn't want to keep it there forever. Sometimes I like how it hurts, but it's more than that. I don't know how to say what I mean.