This morning, Kevin and I finally had a chance to talk; he's been busy with orientation stuff and I've had a bit of a hard time finding a time when I'm up and Lisette isn't. Went...about as can be expected, I guess. I told him I was feeling the need for more of a break, and that I'd rather we didn't call each other for a while. We moped at each other for a while. I hate doing this, but given that the relationship has been long-distance for so much of the time, I feel like I need to do *something* to help convince my brain that things have really changed, that it's actually over.
Heh. Given the poly stuff, just dating someone else doesn't do it. :-/ Not that I feel like dating anyone new anyway. (Note: if you were planning to proposition me, I recommend waiting six months.)
I'm waffling about what to do in mid-October; the CS reading in the Bay Area got moved to 10/14, which would be a lovely opportunity to come back, stay with Jed, see people, etc. Except that that's the same weekend as JournalCon in Chicago. Dammit. I had halfway decided to go, or at least to keep the possibility open, because I'd been meaning to go to JournalCon for a while, and it was so darn convenient that it was in Chicago because now I had an excuse to go there and coincidentally just happen to stay with Kevin... Yah, my brain is not so subtle in its circumlocutions. Anyway. I don't need to decide for a while, so I'm going to just let the possibilities simmer.
Today, I gotta work. So I'll go back to it. Later, my dears.