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Found That Soul
Packing the PC up in a few minutes. I've spent the day making DVDs of important pictures, music and videos (alongside general files) so that when I do pick a PC up in America, we won't lose a thing.

The move will be a massive one. After seeing all the work we've put into simply getting over to the US, the scale of what is going on is far more obvious to me. I'm happy to go, though the last fortnight has been one of the best - I wish I had the mentality that I'd never get to see good friends again every time I met them: it really makes you savour every extra opportunity that you fortuitously get.

When I get to America, I will write a list of things I miss, I'm sure. Anyone who wants American goods is welcome to offer to send me British things in exchange for them. I may also do a friends-list cull; I realised with what I'm doing that some people are acquaintances rather than friends, and I don't read their entries unless I have little else to do. With me starting a new life, a few people I delete that were relevant to my past may be upset with this decision (and more of my decisions in the future), but I am not actively hiding anything: I seldom post friends-only, after all. I'm just being honest and saying "I don't really know you any more" or "I do not relate to your posts any more". I've had to grow up a lot in the last year, and this comes from someone who always felt he had a relatively mature head on his shoulders. I'm not a person who has time for petulance and constant upset: I know I used to spend a fair portion of online time trying to help other people. I guess now's a good time to be selfish and look after myself and who I love.

I am betting I'm going to be useless at keeping in touch with people. Shout at me if I'm not doing well enough. This is a genuine thing: please keep in touch with me. I fancy a spell where I deal with emails before livejournal, so I can tell everyone an interesting tale, for I'm sure I'll have too many to scrawl into this one journal.

I fly on Monday. I don't know how to take it. I still feel like there are more places we could have seen and people we could have met, but overall the people Jamie and I have met recently made an attempt at getting to know Jamie, which matters a lot to me. I have had a form of closure with all of these people, and we have fond memories of our times with them. I am sure I will meet more people now I'll be in America, and I am sure that with more notice, some other British people would have wanted to meet us - it's nice to know people care.

I keep getting to the verge of tears, and it's been happening more frequently as I get closer to leaving. I know there's a good cry in me at some point. There's a lot of emotion I'm experiencing right now, but I like this feeling of it bottled up in me. It shows how much all this matters, to provoke this kind of reaction.

Even if America isn't the right place for me and I end up distraught out there, I do have the right person with me. There's a lot of risk involved in what we're doing, but it's never felt like something we'd want to give up on. We've never felt happier, even with the prospect of losing contact with some people - the opportunity to be someplace where Jamie and I feel safer, happier and more independent is one we have to take while we can.

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Good luck, hun. :P I'll send you those photos when you next get on aim.

Could you email them to dean_r @ cyberscore . net instead? AIM's a no-go where I am.

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Yeah, New Jersey.

It's still a large state really, without transport.

Can I drag Phil down to Jersey to visit? I can fly through all the tolls with the fast lane transponder and be annoying you in hours!!!!!

I'll take New Jersey Transit, thank you very much.

Once we have a place where guests can stay (not including the dishwasher), perhaps!

Good luck with your move. I'm sure that this will be a good chance for you to grow as a person as well, I know I did when I had to live in a different country :)

I'm enjoying the opportunities this place has given me so far.

I mean, hot dog nuggets. Genius!

Dean, y'all are really doing the right thing by giving it all you have. I'm proud of both of you for having the courage to do this, and of course you're in my thoughts and prayers always. As long as you two have each other, I don't see how anything could be wrong.

Maybe if one of us was falling down a hill.

We are clumsy, after all. I always fear Jamie's going to fall down the stairs we climb up, to get to our bit of the house.

"Jack and Jill" dilemma...

I will be in NJ until November so we should definitely meet up for a pint or something when I take my girlfriend (from South Carolina) into the city... best of luck mate.

I'll do what I can to see how that can be done. Let me know when you're travelling to major places (NYC) or somewhere close to Glen Rock, and then we can chat about old times and how the hell Milan Baros ended up with your lot.

I'm packing up today, myself. Crazy how everything happens, I guess. I really hope you enjoy New York. Even if you hate it, there are always other places in the country that might suit your tastes a bit better. I don't recommend Florida. ;)

I have heard enough negative things about Florida to last a lifetime, mostly starting with them voting for Bush too much.

New Jersey itself is nice enough for me. A state full of diners and nature? That'll do me fine, after Enfield - the land where KFC was the culinary experience of a lifetime and all you can see is grey.

I loved meeting you two in London. The trip to the aquarium, whilst rubbish in terms of fish and stuff, was lovely, just to see you again and meet Jamie and that.

Didn't get to say so while I was there, but you hang onto her. You've got a good'un there, and all that mushy stuff.

I'll make an effort (me? Make an EFFORT? Wow) to send you a package when you get to NJ.

Dammit. Happened again. I'll log on properly in a sec.

Send package good!

And I'm being held onto by her, actually. Gives me a neckache, but it's warm like this, and that's nicer.

I want to send you a box full of British things. It may take a while to gather and send, but you'll get it eventually. Just please promise not to send us evil squashed bugs. We'll never forgive you!

What about dead unsquashed bugs?

P.S. Send package good!

Good luck with the move. And a word of advice, stay away from Chicago airport, they like making luggage late.

Chicago, Illinois?

I intend to ignore any states that're in the middle or the south of the country, just like most of the Northern Americans do anyway.

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