07/24/00 -- Welcome to Post-Clarion let-down

And separation anxiety

So I'm home, right?  Feh.

I actually got sleep last night.  Clarion insomnia seems to have left me behind for now...  Or maybe it was just two days of driving that knocked me out.

I started unpacking.  Jonah set up my desktop last night so that's there, ready, waiting.  I talked to some friends online and sent more email back and forth in one afternoon than I have in a single day in a very long time.

Boo bought me wonderful welcome-home presents:  Bahamut (a Final Fantasy action figure with major wings) and two six-packs of hard lemonade.

I tried to do stuff today, but I failed.  I didn't get much unpacking done.  I found the business card for the woman who did my hair.  She's not around today or tomorrow so I guess my roots will wait until Friday or Saturday.

I'd considered going into work today.  Or tomorrow.  Instead of waiting for Wednesday when everyone is expecting me.

Feh.

I'm actually not looking forward to work on Wednesday, in spite of my earlier insanity.  I don't want to think about people asking me about Clarion, how it went, what stories I wrote and stuff.

I may disappear from my journal for a little while.  I need to pull my head back together.  Besides, I doubt much is going to happen in the next couple of weeks.