Tomorrow comes a day too soon.

[theskyhaslanded]

I've been packing things, then moving them, then packing some up again. We're 'officially' moving wednesday, with all of the trucks and things. I don't know when Ron will hook up my internet, and I don't know when we're getting a phone number, or even what that number may be. So if you would like to contact me, your best bet is to go to the house. Alot of you know where it is, and my rooms above the garage... with the pink carpet... and pink walls... and pink ballerina border... so if you would like to avoid knocking on the door just throw things at my window or something. You're welcome to swing by, because I don't want to spend my last days of summer unpacking. I'll see if I can fit you in my crazy schedule ;)

Cha' right... Weird thing is when I went to Catie's yesterday it really felt like I was home again, or maybe it was just her house.

Here I come Severn! Again...
~Jill~

P.S. I'm inspired to learn the tin whistle, and if you think I'm bluffing I'll shove my freaking tin whistle up your ass... when I get one... *shifty eyes*