have i mentioned that my sister keeps telling me to come live with her. it's hard to tell whether she's serious or not. she says it every time we talk, but then she also used to say we were twins but i was cryogenically frozen for a few years accounting for the differences in our ages. so you see it's hard to know in what reality she's speaking from. i didn't really consider it until this week. i really like bar harbor. it's beautiful. and the people are nice. i don't even really mind the snow (although my patience is beginning to wear a little thin). i just don't have a community here. in two years of living here, i have made one friend (hi matt *waves*). i have had equal success meeting people in the bi-weekly jaunts home as in TWO YEARS of living here. and that is sad.
so, i'm checking the want ads in southern new hampshire. if holly knew she'd go into heart failure. it is beyond recognized evil to move home. to the place one went to highschool. evil. but, still a possibility. i'll have to think about it some more and maybe send out some resumes.