2004-10-15..9:02 a.m.

I have been officially a non-resident of my old house for nearly a week now.
I have been (mostly) officially with M for five months and one week.
I have been unofficially thinking about having a cigarette.

I�m at work this morning DESPITE it being a school day, and DESPITE M�s warm, softly groping hands that kept coaxing me into a few more minutes of giggling half-consciously, nestled securely in his (slightly) furry midst. I�m at work this morning on time, despite chugging desperately late out the front door and up the road towards the over-ground station.

I�m at work garbed in Office Punk-Rock, an ensemble that consisting of jeans and a dusty t-shirt snugged close by a black surreptitiously held together with safety pins DESPITE having a change of clothes under my desk for I am rebelling.