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why, hello there!
so I haven't posted in forever because I am a bad person. or perhaps I was busy. one or the other. either way, I'm back, freshly showered and drinking limeade.
I'm moving this weekend, which I'm trying to view as an exercise in adulthood and self-reliance. I am moving myself for the first time in my life, which seems to me to be a very grown up and capable thing to do. however, moving is really just packing on a larger scale, and packing is maybe my least favorite thing ever if I'm not allowed count war and/or pseudo-democracies.
that's a lie. I might hate worms more than I hate packing. and if that's the case, then I hate leeches more than both of those things.
my new apartment is in central square and my bedroom has lots of windows and a huge closet. my roommate (because there is only one) is low key and likes live music and pot and hates stray hair in the bathroom sink. this is a vast improvement over the current roommate, who is uptight, likes bleach and dharma & greg, and hates me.
I'm exhausted. tomorrow is furniture day, so I think I may just end my triumphant return to lj and eat mango sorbet while watching BBCamerica until I fall asleep, which will likely be in about twenty minutes.
so I haven't posted in forever because I am a bad person. or perhaps I was busy. one or the other. either way, I'm back, freshly showered and drinking limeade.
I'm moving this weekend, which I'm trying to view as an exercise in adulthood and self-reliance. I am moving myself for the first time in my life, which seems to me to be a very grown up and capable thing to do. however, moving is really just packing on a larger scale, and packing is maybe my least favorite thing ever if I'm not allowed count war and/or pseudo-democracies.
that's a lie. I might hate worms more than I hate packing. and if that's the case, then I hate leeches more than both of those things.
my new apartment is in central square and my bedroom has lots of windows and a huge closet. my roommate (because there is only one) is low key and likes live music and pot and hates stray hair in the bathroom sink. this is a vast improvement over the current roommate, who is uptight, likes bleach and dharma & greg, and hates me.
I'm exhausted. tomorrow is furniture day, so I think I may just end my triumphant return to lj and eat mango sorbet while watching BBCamerica until I fall asleep, which will likely be in about twenty minutes.