So I consider this moving, sorta. I finaly brought up my bed and my desk. Alsyn and I also picked up a bookcase, 2 end tables, and one nightstand. its good times. Had sex on the bed that was better times. For some reason though I feel realy down right now. Reminds me that I still am "depressed" as i look at it you cant be normal if you dont remember what that means, so I'll never be "normal." I can feel a "normal" rant coming on but I will resist the urge and change the subject.
So I was tabling for my group the Western Freedom Alliance.
Website. I networked a lot. Got some contacts that might be able to provide us with some money. Got some names (over 100) I have to put on our list serv, pain in my ass. All in all it was a good day. Checked books, lots more than I expected. there were 2 rows that were 10 feet long in the book store dedicated to 2 of my classes. I hope i was reading the signs wrong (actualy I was; I just checked, a lot of the books were for other teachers.)
Vancouver was fun. Had muchas. Went to TLDM, that was a trip back to middle school. Eh my mood is preventing a longer entry. I'll have pics of the finished apartment shortly. once everything finds a spot to be that isnt the floor.