Back to Long Beach

Well Julian is gone.  He’s on his flight back to Long Beach now.  He’s probably getting close to Salt Lake City around this time.  I already miss the hell out of him.

We’ve made a decision though.  When I fly to visit him in January, I’m staying there.  Well, technically I’ll be flying back to Dallas again, but that’s only so I can get my car and all my stuff and drive with him back to where I will be calling home.  So today is the last time we’ll be saying "goodbye" to each other like that.

And I have to say, the day I leave Texas won’t come a moment too soon.  I REALLY don’t like it here.  It’s like they took the worst of the south, the worst of the midwest, and the worst of Mexico, rolled it all together, cut it into the shape of the state of Texas and topped it with chili, because that’s what they do with everything here.

Everything IS bigger in Texas.  Including the ego.

I shouldn’t get started on that.  A couple of diarists that I read are from Texas, and I’m sure that the insanity of the rest of Texas doesn’t apply to them…

But anyway, tomorrow is election day, so vote for the best man for the job, and when you do, remember all the news from the past 6 years.  Don’t forget all the important things that have happened just because Ryan Phillippe and Reese Witherspoon broke up.