10 34 pm pdt [ LA again ]
My mom is staying with my dad in the interim -- while
her house is being painted. It looks here as it did when I moved all my
junk home from college. It feels dusty.
We are leaving for Europe tomorrow evening. I feel
that I have everything, except some last minute drug store items my mother
and I plan to grab tomorrow before we head to Ojai to see her new house.
My swimsuit is somewhere here and I don't even know
where to begin to look. How will I ever clean out all of the detritus I
have abandoned here?
If anything should happen to me, please tell my
boyfriend that he means the world to me. I'm sure, though, that all will
be fine and merry in England. 'Night, all.
^ My luggage for Europe.