i havent sat still for one minute.. ahh. my bones.. the pain

[starrygreeneyes]

let me just put it out there that today and tomorrow and prolly all this next week are hell.. packing and moving is the work of lucifer..

i need a massage

and as a complete sidenote.. i love elliot smith. he encompasses all that is sad and beautiful and tragically real.. his memory makes my heart feel more alive than the majority of encounters i have with people in my everyday life.

he is greatly missed. and greatly remembered.. damn stupid magazine articles for making me get all emotional during this stressful time.. gah..