toujours_nigel | (no subject)

Today is my mother's birthday, and she turns 59. I am missing it because I am sitting hunched over my laptop writing the first ten pages of my thesis for the fourth time. I had tickets home and everything, but my advisor looked in danger of having a stroke if I fucked off for a week. One of my friends is getting married next weekend, which I am also missing, but then I have never managed to attend a wedding ever, so they're used to it by now.

I'm not sure I like this living alone gig. Something will change next August, one way or another, but still it's awful. The one friend I have still living in the city is an hour and change away by bus, works full-time, and has housemates she really likes. They're all very loud together, give me a headache.

I don't like people enough to be this lonely. But here we are, anyhow.

And here she is, with her mom and younger daughter on either side.