I've successfully navigated interstate highways to St. Louis, or more properly, Florissant, MO. It unfortunately appears to be a place where I'll be more likely to find the Missouri College of Beauty and Barbering than a sushi restaurant, but I'm still really new and am keeping an open mind. I took a little jaunt into Clayton, another STL suburb, and found it charming -- similar to the Georgetown neighborhood of Washington, DC, so I can tell that the exploring process will be lots of fun.

I'm finding myself delighted with small things -- like passing by an aptly-named Farmersville, Illinois; the fact that the local (excellent) grocery store is named Schnucks (to rhyme with 'looks' and pronouced by locals with a straight face); that my many candles make the apartment smell wonderful. I don't feel consciously lonely, but I can tell that I am by how frustrating I find it to be without e-mail until probably next Monday. That's a primary friendship tool for me, the better that it's asynchronous so I don't have to feel like I'm imposing on my loved ones' time in order to make a connection. Now it's absent and will stay so all weekend. I have some activities planned, but it's not going to be nearly enough.

Sigh. Okay, I'm done. (selfpity mode = off).

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