Moving on?
I'm moving out in probably less than 2 months, and my brain is just taking its time understanding that. The idea of packing up my things--ALL of my things--still feels weird, which is why only have a box and a half of stuff I don't use now anyway packed up. My mom keeps giving me those giant tupperware containers she finds, but I don't want to pack up even one book or DVD, because knowing me after it's all packed away I'll have the sudden desire to read a book that's at the bottom of a box that's at the bottom of a pile of boxes.
I think Pat and I are going to see Avatar this weekend, In IMAX, since otherwise it's not worth it. I have mixed feelings, because the animation looks frickin' unbelievable, but supposedly the story is crap. Also that is THREE HOURS of 3D glasses. Egh.
[edit] Oh also I totally got Brian addicted to Venture Bros., which was my goal for January.
I think Pat and I are going to see Avatar this weekend, In IMAX, since otherwise it's not worth it. I have mixed feelings, because the animation looks frickin' unbelievable, but supposedly the story is crap. Also that is THREE HOURS of 3D glasses. Egh.
[edit] Oh also I totally got Brian addicted to Venture Bros., which was my goal for January.