I felt obligated to say that the memorial service for my Uncle has come and gone and that life is shifting back to semi-normal, despite having two full-time roommates, one half-time roommate and having the very familiar money-struggle that seems to happen to us…oh, I don't know? Twice a month?

The drama is starting, as with every death in the family, and for once, I'm staying the hell out of it. I did end up getting my Learner's Permit on Tuesday (half of a driver's license, if you will), I'm looking into finally getting my Diploma/GED (from home school) and <a href="http://keepitpumpin.net" title="External Link: Pumpin'!">Pumpin'! »</a> is finally getting woken from the living dead. Despite these things, I still feel unaccomplished, like there are a million and one things I need to do <em>right now</em> and it's sad that I still manage to clean the house everyday, keep up with house laundry (that seems to accumulate from 12 people instead of the six that live here) and get things done on the computer (<del>that involves obsessively visiting The Hex Files and seeing updates from favorite sites</del>). I suppose this is just a feeling of restlessness that needs to be extracted from the system, but I wish it would just <em>do it</em> already.