It's finally over with Vickie. Her therapist says that I'm too emotional and that things won't work between us. Vickie has her hang ups and I have mine, and never the twain shall meet. Pity. I thought this was the one. Well, back to square one. Now I've got to decide whether I want to get a room somewhere in San Diego, or if I want to try and save up and move to Portland by March. I need to do some research. I don't really like the prospects of the life that I have to look forward to here in SD... read more
