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soooo. once again i am packing up all my shit and moving. the past year and a half all i've done is move it seems like. zach got a job in cinci, he is leaving this weekend. i couldn't get off work. fucking hate work. now i'm moving in with zach's sister. this should be interesting. i think ill probably get another job so i don't have to be home alone all the time. the new house is so creepy. there are windows all around the ceiling and tons of windows in the kitchen and one big window in every bedroom and there are no freaking curtains. so i'll be sitting there reading and i feel like someone is there but of course i can't see because it's dark outside but i know they can see me. and i feel like i can't move anything because jenna will freak out even though it's really her mom's house and her mom's stuff. not her house. not her shit. and she is getting the master bedroom but she is sleeping in my freaking bed. and using my freaking furniture and whatever i am going to take my tea maker and my bookcase to my room and get a lock for my door. and some fucking curtains. i might even make some since zach's mom gave me her new sewing machine because it wouldn't fit in her moving truck! yesterday i called in sick to work and did laundry. it cost me 40 dollars and i was there 6 hours but it was oddly refreshing. the little lady that works there even gave me some fabric softener. i'm still reading memoirs of cleopatra. i think next im going to read mary queen of scotland or helen of troy. i've read and reread every book i have and i'm too broke to buy anything else. today's my day off and i really don't want to start packing but this sucks. i guess ill just suck it up and clean