moving day is a very dangerous day.

[sush]

so we moved. yay. everything is a mess. i have loads to unpack. things to fix. things to buy. urgh. at least i made it through these past 2 days without losing the rest of my sanity. i guess dan didn't (i.e- horrible entry that makes no sense and somewhat pisses me off and sparked this rant... we have been living together for 2 months. us moving does that change that and its still my name on the lease. just more of his shit is here and now he has to pay half the rent. the car thing isn't happening for another 3 months and wasn't my idea. things have already moved too fast. we are past that now. things are now just catching up to us. i know his post was him tired and depressed back in clearwater alone but c'mon, give me a break and don't make me feel like the bad guy. i really didn't think the post was bad until i saw the comments. goddamn. i mean seriously, WE HAVE BEEN LIVING TOGETHER FOR 2 OUT OF THE 3 MONTHS WE HAVE BEEN DATING! this is it. urgh... but im not mad at him. im mad at how badly that post was skewed. )

anyways.

so this is my 6th move in tampa. i have lived here sicne 2003. thats a lot of fucking moving and i know this is not the end. but this one is the nicest. no more apartments. awesome boyfriend. things are coming together. money will not be so tight soon. fix my car. yay.

my laptop is about to die and i have no idea where the power cord is. also no internet at the new place.