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May 09, 2004 17:40

Today, we started moving stuff to the new house. Kitchen stuff first, because there's more of that. I cut and lined several cabinets and drawers, and moved in some of the dry and canned goods. I stared at the box of pancake mix for several minutes, wondering what the hell my pancake mix was doing in some foreign cabinet. Then I come home to see my bare walls, the empty drawers of my desk, and the loose scattering of papers on my once-full bookshelf.

It didn't really occur to me until now that we're moving. I've lived in this house for so long, it's been hard to see how it could be possible to live anywhere else.

Tonight's my last night sleeping in this house. I'm sleeping in the new house Monday night, and we're officially moving in on Tuesday.

I don't know how I'm going to be able to finish reading The Catcher in the Rye plus do 60+ questions by Tuesday. I still have to pack all of my clothes, then finish packing up the rest of the house today and Monday, so I won't have any time to work on it until after Tuesday. Unfortunately, it's due that day. I wonder if Mr. Cox will be nice enough to allow me an extension without taking off points.

I notice that I play old dance music whenevever I feel depressed. Force of habit, I suppose. Brownie points to anybody who can tell me why.
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