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so i'm moved in. everything is in place, almost, and i've most everything up and running. i put a lot of holes in the walls, but nothing a little spackle won't fix. i haven't really been doing anything important. went home last week to pick up the last few things i couldn't fit into my car the first time (study table, canvases/art prints, non-schleppy clothes). now i don't know what to do with myself. music is on 24/7 so the silence won't kill me. i've been hanging out with psychick when she's not busy with her project, but she's off to her cousin's wedding so must find other people to hang with. i'm avoiding school things for the most part. the excitement of meeting new people when school starts has died since it's the same 49 people in my classes until i graduate. i'm trying to look for something to look forward to every week other than the weekend (because even those are empty/ not fun anymore). art classes at the austin museum of art classes are way too expensive and my schedule won't really work with informal classes. but listen to me. i'm having quite a pity party, aren't i? i really need to stop that. well, i'm back to a healthy diet, so that's one less thing to feel bad about. i bought some pretty-smelling soap at target so everytime i wash my hands i feel pretty. and i've started reading the chronicles of narnia again in anticipation of the movie release this december. i realize that reading books like narnia, harry potter, anyting fictional really help me chill out and enjoy my time. maybe i'll keep a good book with me to cheer me up when i don't want to read about phlebitis anymore. welcome to the monkey house was nice. anyway, that's it.