moving is dumb.

that's all i can say.

there's all this anticipation of how awesome it will be.

and then it sets in that you actually have to physically move your stuff and then it sucks.

i have to get a trailer to move my bigass bed to berea.

which makes everything complicated cause i don't own a truck and i can't convince drunkadelic to buy one and let me use it for a week :)

so i had to spend money getting a trailer then i have to use dad's car to take it to e-town and then to my grandmother's at 45mph the whole way.

then we have to unearth the bed and make it back to v-sailes.

load it up the next day, take it to berea, unload and then drop it off, then we have to drive to wilmore to switch cars, so i can have my car and drag more shit down to beerea. :)

sounds like a great time, doesn't it?

in the meantime, i'm so far done living at home, that the move will be a welcome change.

however, it does mean that i won't be catching The West Wing on Bravo once a day and i'll have to give up my tv habit. which is also good. cause it rots your brain, at least thats what they tell me.

so that's my life this week.

damien started school and since then i haven't seen much of him :)

which means i didn't see him today.

and that sucks.

but this is how it's going to be...

i knew it was coming.

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