I've noticed that my life comes to me in neat, 4 month phases: A year is divided into two 4-month semesters, and a 4-month summer.  Well, I'm basically in the twilight of two phases right now.  Tomorrow is my last day of work at SAB (*tear*) and I'm moving to my new house tomorrow night.  I have a two day mini vacation, then Clubsfest all day ( Read more... )

so moving took a little longer than I had expected.  I was hoping to be back home at 10 or 11, and I got home at 1:30.  I'm not sure if it's that I underestimated the amount of stuff we had, or the fact that we got lazier and more worn out as the evening progressed.  I suppose it was the expanse of heavy stuff which led to our exhaustion.  ( Read more... )