If it's not too late for coffee, I'll be at your place in ten.
I'm not sure how I would function without wireless everywhere. I mean, if Roanoke Regional Airport has it, who wouldn't? Theirs is even free. I'm in Cincinatti now, though, and this airport is ginormous and I had to pay five bucks for an hour of wireless. So this livejournal update has officially cost me five dollars. Feel special. Now. I can't concentrate enough to read. I'm so ridiculously nervous. Don't get me wrong; I'm not worried. I think there deserves to be distinction between the two. I know that everything will end up okay. I just don't know about the route there. I mean I'm moving to a gigantic city where I know approximately .000000000000000001% of the population, and although that portion of the population is very valuable to me, I have a feeling I can't just stick by that percentage constantly. I feel that this part of the population would tire of my rather quickly. Pardon the nonsense. Nerves.
I hope my stuff gets to my apartment tomorrow, or I'm in big trouble. That's the only day I'll be there to receive packages. Otherwise I'll have to go get it at the post office, which is a subway stop away and I mailed some stuff in a Powpowpowerwheels box, filling it to the brim with 80 pounds of my life. The whole minimalism thing isn't going to work for me. I'm far too much of a brat for that. I had to have this picture I yoinked from Mom. I had to have an iron & ironing board. I had to have my cute coffee mugs. Speaking of coffee, I've concluded that there is no coffee in Virginia that is strong enough for me. It all tastes like water. I think the only way I'll ever get coffee strong enough is to find a place with two different kinds so I can be like "which is stronger?" and they can be like "well this one's really strong" and I can say "perfect." That weak coffee I had earlier has officially kicked in and I can't stop typing.
I also hope that Seth has received my deposit/first month's rent check. I'll assume he trusts me enough to let me move in today anyway but I know there are many horror stories about tenants so I don't know if I'd let me move in or not. Probably not. But I do have that innocent and honest air about me, so who knows, really ;)
Okay, I'm going to stop now. I apologize for wasting your time.
I hope my stuff gets to my apartment tomorrow, or I'm in big trouble. That's the only day I'll be there to receive packages. Otherwise I'll have to go get it at the post office, which is a subway stop away and I mailed some stuff in a Powpowpowerwheels box, filling it to the brim with 80 pounds of my life. The whole minimalism thing isn't going to work for me. I'm far too much of a brat for that. I had to have this picture I yoinked from Mom. I had to have an iron & ironing board. I had to have my cute coffee mugs. Speaking of coffee, I've concluded that there is no coffee in Virginia that is strong enough for me. It all tastes like water. I think the only way I'll ever get coffee strong enough is to find a place with two different kinds so I can be like "which is stronger?" and they can be like "well this one's really strong" and I can say "perfect." That weak coffee I had earlier has officially kicked in and I can't stop typing.
I also hope that Seth has received my deposit/first month's rent check. I'll assume he trusts me enough to let me move in today anyway but I know there are many horror stories about tenants so I don't know if I'd let me move in or not. Probably not. But I do have that innocent and honest air about me, so who knows, really ;)
Okay, I'm going to stop now. I apologize for wasting your time.