11 19 pm pst   [ saddened ]

I have put my beau on a plane back to Berkeley. I was sad to see him go. Tentative plans are that I will see him in LA on May 7th for his sister's graduation, and then on the 20th in Berkeley for his long awaited graduation. One of these day's I'll have to put my calendar online.

If I am still working from home in April, I may have to pop up to see him and have a Chevys date. I do need to get a regular job one of these days. My parents have been harping on me big time. And that's their prerogative, since I am intermittently living with them.

On the phone with my mother last week, she said, "Your diary has run its course; it's over." I calmly explained that it wasn't over while she tried to convince me that I had gotten what I wanted from it. This was a fruitless activity, since I still don't know what I want from it. It made me mad that after two and a half years she still felt the need to try to talk me out of it, rather than accepting that this is what I am going to do. And some point she needs to throw her hands in the air and start being supportive. That is what parents are for, and I haven't given mine a lot to worry about.

Can you image if your biggest gripe with your twenty-something daughter is that she manages to support herself without going to a nine to five job? Please!

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