Blugh

Goddamn, moving sucks. Though there is a grim satisfaction in getting shit done, and if there are other things stressing you/pissing you off, what better than slinging around heavy things like furniture to channel all that out? Or flinging bag after bag of shit into the dumpter?

Anyway. Been in town since Saturday night. Have had lots of hangouts with aersi and Bean, scored some lovely leftover furniture from cell23 (though I'm annoyed that I had to call in plan B to make sure that happened - badgerbunny does NOT like being "the guy with the truck") and spent all of yesterday night helping him clear out his old place. I'm both charmed and a little wigged about the fact that his new place is a 2 minute walk across grass from my new place... lol, nothing better go wrong in the next year cause otherwise shit's gonna get hella awkward.

Today: I've managed to submit my change of address, picked up some temporary wheels (they're starting to know me on a first name basis over at Northampton Enterprise, and my torrid affair with Nissan Sentras continues - I'm starting to really be attached to the idea of having one), and I intend to stop by the storage place to grab some clothes, take aersi to work, grab my plants and whatever shit sundart still has of mine, then after that I am at loose ends, but I have the itch to drive long far and hard... I am very tempted to hit the road back down to the City to grab what all of my crap didn't fit in my suitcase, because the idea of moving in without EPEEN and my violin kinda hurts. Not to mention it's been ass freezing up here at night, so having either my flannel or my hoodie around would be a good thing. It would be crazy as hell, and yet another night where I didn't see the sleepins until like 2am, but I am intensely amused by the idea and the fact that I CAN do it. That and I might convince cell23 to come with me. :)

Will let you know if it actually gets pulled off. :) May need to stop at Target for NOS.

Blugh

Goddamn, moving sucks. Though there is a grim satisfaction in getting shit done, and if there are other things stressing you/pissing you off, what better than slinging around heavy things like furniture to channel all that out? Or flinging bag after bag of shit into the dumpter?

Anyway. Been in town since Saturday night. Have had lots of hangouts with aersi and Bean, scored some lovely leftover furniture from cell23 (though I'm annoyed that I had to call in plan B to make sure that happened - badgerbunny does NOT like being "the guy with the truck") and spent all of yesterday night helping him clear out his old place. I'm both charmed and a little wigged about the fact that his new place is a 2 minute walk across grass from my new place... lol, nothing better go wrong in the next year cause otherwise shit's gonna get hella awkward.

Today: I've managed to submit my change of address, picked up some temporary wheels (they're starting to know me on a first name basis over at Northampton Enterprise, and my torrid affair with Nissan Sentras continues - I'm starting to really be attached to the idea of having one), and I intend to stop by the storage place to grab some clothes, take aersi to work, grab my plants and whatever shit sundart still has of mine, then after that I am at loose ends, but I have the itch to drive long far and hard... I am very tempted to hit the road back down to the City to grab what all of my crap didn't fit in my suitcase, because the idea of moving in without EPEEN and my violin kinda hurts. Not to mention it's been ass freezing up here at night, so having either my flannel or my hoodie around would be a good thing. It would be crazy as hell, and yet another night where I didn't see the sleepins until like 2am, but I am intensely amused by the idea and the fact that I CAN do it. That and I might convince cell23 to come with me. :)

Will let you know if it actually gets pulled off. :) May need to stop at Target for NOS.

Oh god no.

Oh god no.

Oh god no.

Oh god no.