my parents are starting to complain about my habits.

computer. phone. music. phone. internet. walking at night. music. phone.

siblings are starting to complain about their *used to be cool* older sister.

i'm also not happy with myself.
*but* in my defense : The doctors I have don't want me to do anything till March? I do all I can to waste time. (Don't knock it till you've tried it) I sew. I sleep. I plan. I volunteer. I clean. I'm also the go between for this family. I obsess. I color in and out of the lines. I research. I read the dictionary when I'm not actually in the throws of another book. (I'm looking for Fantasies of a Young Submissive right now.)

I was compleatly off in orbit for a year, space was nice - but it's lonely. Even before that - There was all that training I went through and you don't focus on what's going on - on the rest of the planet.

You just think about space.

I'm saving the drops of Jupiter.

Interstellar travel is always hardest for the people you leave behind. They worry. But I'm back! Better than ever!
I'm available for talk shows and autographs now. Just waiting for those phone calls.

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Pyrallis: hi honey! sorry can't talk now, gotta feed homeless people
Pyrallis is away at 5:28 P.M.