I've officially left my beautiful, sunny Southern California behind in favor of the blustery and half-frozen Idaho. If you don't believe that's it's cold, here's a couple hints: There are snow flurries flying around outside. You can ski nine months out of the year--the other three months it's just too cold.
More important than my bizarre choice of university locations is the fact that I still owe you all another chapter of Diary of an Agent's Sister. Talk about cruddy time for writer's block, right? There I was, driving on any given stretch of the I-15 (of which I was on for a good 17 hours in the last two days) trying to conjure up Alex ad Sascha. Normally, I can picture where they'd be wherever I am. Alex, for example, was always with me when I had to work in the box office, and always stood guard at the door. Regardless, my car was absolutely stuffed with my things, and I just couldn't picture Alex lying on top of everything. He was perfectly content to ride a motorcycle alongside me, but conveniently disappeared when the weather turned wet and frozen. (For those who are curious, he drives something like this)
Long story short: I officially move into my new apartment tomorrow. Hopefully, I will finish writing the next chapter (or two) before I have to start classes on Tuesday. Let's go with that game plan, mmk?
-Jordan
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