Great fucking week
Scott and I moved out while Ryan was at work on Tuesday. It was great, I've never done anything so fast in my life. They called Scott on Monday and said we could move in as early as Tuesday, and by 5:00 on Tuesday we were completely moved in. Of course we didn't tell Ryan we were moving out, cause he was a complete tool the entire time we lived there so we decided to give it right back to him. Right before we left Scott wrote a note on that stupid dry erase board that said "Ryan-Have a great day. Sorry we moved!" It was fucking great. I have so much unpacking to do. For whatever reason my mom felt the need to take some of my stuff to her house, so I don't have any thing to cook in, or eat off of or with. Nor do I have trash cans. I don't know what she was thinking. Only a month until we leave for FL. I'm so fucking happy. I just wanna get the fuck out of here for awhile. Speaking of FL, I should probably try to find my bathingsuits and try them on.