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... and it's not even that cold.
So, I moved back home. Christmas was nice, but right afterwards by puppy (read: really old dog) Snowball died. It was incredibly hard at first, I hardcore mourned for about two days and didn't leave the house and cried pretty much constantly and didn't sleep, but I guess I got it out of my system because I'm okay now. She really was a part of the family. My mom joked "She was part of the family for almost as long as your dad!" Me: "And I liked her more...." It was very, very sudden, so that shock was hard, but in a way I'm happy she didn't have to suffer something more gradual and painful. Still, though... she was my little one, I'd lived with her for 11 years before going to college. Since I don't have any siblings I'd always talk to her when I was upset and she'd just lick me and look confused and it helped a lot. I'll miss her so much.
Anyways, moving on to more mundane things: I'm selling a LOT of stuff on Amazon and eBay (I haven't sold on eBay since I was like 16, haha) and it feels really good. I've made about $400 so far just getting rid of old textbooks and my ever-growing comic book collection. However, this also means that I am currently surrounded by a mountain of boxes to take to the post office. Aggghhh.
Also, my lip is infected. D: I was hearing music last Friday and had an unfortunate encounter with some douchebag who was under the impression that punching people in the face is dancing. That's not even moshing. It's just being a dick, cut it out. Even the singer of the band called him out on it and told him to chill out. Anyways, my teeth cut the inside of my lips that time, and of COURSE now it's this icky icky sore that hurts every time my teeth touch it. Booooo...
Still gonna hear more music this weekend thought! I realized that since most of the bands I like probably won't be in Japan, and it's going to take me a while to figure out what the local groups/venues are, I may be without my music-of-choice for a while. So I'm going to try to hear music once a week at least until I leave.
This weekend, La Plebe! Filthy Thieving Bastards! Fucking Buckaroos! I will miss you all, my sweet San Franciscan music makers <3
Also, my Emily Temple Cute love will never be extinguished. SO MUCH CUTE what do I do? Pics stolen from Closet Child.
That's all, folks. I woke up to early, I'm going to pass out again for an hour.
Oh wait, one more thing: 48 DAYS (well, maybe 55, I'm still deciding on my arrival date). AHHHHHHHHH I'm excited.
So, I moved back home. Christmas was nice, but right afterwards by puppy (read: really old dog) Snowball died. It was incredibly hard at first, I hardcore mourned for about two days and didn't leave the house and cried pretty much constantly and didn't sleep, but I guess I got it out of my system because I'm okay now. She really was a part of the family. My mom joked "She was part of the family for almost as long as your dad!" Me: "And I liked her more...." It was very, very sudden, so that shock was hard, but in a way I'm happy she didn't have to suffer something more gradual and painful. Still, though... she was my little one, I'd lived with her for 11 years before going to college. Since I don't have any siblings I'd always talk to her when I was upset and she'd just lick me and look confused and it helped a lot. I'll miss her so much.
Anyways, moving on to more mundane things: I'm selling a LOT of stuff on Amazon and eBay (I haven't sold on eBay since I was like 16, haha) and it feels really good. I've made about $400 so far just getting rid of old textbooks and my ever-growing comic book collection. However, this also means that I am currently surrounded by a mountain of boxes to take to the post office. Aggghhh.
Also, my lip is infected. D: I was hearing music last Friday and had an unfortunate encounter with some douchebag who was under the impression that punching people in the face is dancing. That's not even moshing. It's just being a dick, cut it out. Even the singer of the band called him out on it and told him to chill out. Anyways, my teeth cut the inside of my lips that time, and of COURSE now it's this icky icky sore that hurts every time my teeth touch it. Booooo...
Still gonna hear more music this weekend thought! I realized that since most of the bands I like probably won't be in Japan, and it's going to take me a while to figure out what the local groups/venues are, I may be without my music-of-choice for a while. So I'm going to try to hear music once a week at least until I leave.
This weekend, La Plebe! Filthy Thieving Bastards! Fucking Buckaroos! I will miss you all, my sweet San Franciscan music makers <3
Also, my Emily Temple Cute love will never be extinguished. SO MUCH CUTE what do I do? Pics stolen from Closet Child.
That's all, folks. I woke up to early, I'm going to pass out again for an hour.
Oh wait, one more thing: 48 DAYS (well, maybe 55, I'm still deciding on my arrival date). AHHHHHHHHH I'm excited.