i write a lot. sorry.

i think the cow may be my new best friend. really. i'm such an online junkie that i start to go a little nuts if i don't check my email for more than a day. so here i am at the cow for the second night in a row catching up on livejournal and email.

i'm mostly moved at this point. still have to go rescue my dishes and food and my big storage boxes from the basement of wilson, but otherwise everything is in my new place. yesterday was not so easy all in all. i do think i earned some moving karma though. menwy's car decided that breaking down in the middle of moving would be a good idea. needless to say it wasn't. so i kept taking time out of moving to try and help jump start it. then when we finally couldn't get it started i took trav to the airport. then i came back and helped menwy move the rest of his stuff, get his car started, have it die again (at which point he locked his keys in the car) and then move the rest of my stuff. lucky for me, borofish is a wonderful person and came down last night to help me just when i was about to drop. really, he's very good to me.
now comes the unpacking. oh help. i've begun to ask myself why i have so much crap. and i know part of it is because it's been ages since i went through everything and got rid of stuff. another part is that i'm a packrat and keep way too many things for sentimental reasons. thirdly, well. having my stuff makes me feel at home. makes me feel safe or something. i don't think i can explain it to people who don't feel this way. but it's true. it's something i kind of wish i could get over, but it's a hard thing to let go of. at any rate, part of unpacking for me is going to be getting rid of a lot of stuff. making everything fit into my lovely tiny new place is going to be interesting.

( mostly for amo and g_m_s )

the downside of all this moving? my nose hates me. (my knee hates me too, but that's because i fell down half the stairs at wilson when my foot slipped.) someday they will have gene therapy and then the dust from moving won't send me into a week of allergic fits. unfortunately, that someday is not now and i'm miserable. they need to make better drugs just for me since the three kinds i've tried in the last two days haven't done jack.

missed getting a hold of zennerthanyou tonight. but really it's not my fault. his phone was busy the first three times i tried and then he left to go out earlier than he said he was going to. i miss that boy. i suppose it's good that he's learned to talk on the phone otherwise it would be much worse. also, the boy forgot the copy of photoshop one of our friends got for him, so i snagged it. hello new addiction. i pet the pretty photoshop.

any of you i owe responses to, they're coming. i promise. it's just been a hectic week.

lastly, because i know this is one hella long post, does anyone else move into a new place and immediately find a million things you want to do to it or buy to make it perfect? that's how i am. i spent awhile today thinking about curtains and how i'm going to arrange furniture and stuff. and what color i might want to paint it. if i paint it. so. give me your suggestions for painting. creativity encouraged. keep in mind that it's one room and has fairly low ceilings. too many dark colors would probably make it seem small, yes? at any rate. i know many of you have more experience with this sort of thing (or with say, set design) than i do. so. suggest.

now to write a quick email about cats, finish my pear cider and head home to crash. i miss you all. not having unco hasn't made me miss unco (at least not yet). it's just made me miss having people around. wish i could come hang in chicago. i suppose instead i'll try and find the cash to go to the state fair. almejor? i know you're going. when?

now seriously. goodnight.

typing as fast as i can.

tonight i'm hitting up monday's computer. that said, this will be short. apologies to the kids i didn't go to the fair with today. it just wasn't in the cards.
i also skipped the poison concert, which my dad offered me the tickets to, because i couldn't think of who would go with me. but yeah.
got a little more settled today, but there's a long way yet to go. it's strange getting used to how loud the wind in the trees and the crickets are. i haven't slept well yet. but part of that is my bed not being quite normal. soon to be fixed though. i've listened to a lot of the harry potter i have on mp3. over half the way through chamber of secrets. soon i'll be ready to read four again and then five. point of this being, the new sounds? highly preferable to the trucks and traffic of the highway outside wilson house. and. i don't miss that damn cardinal at all.

tomorrow is monday and i need to start getting things done. here's hoping i sleep tonight and wake up.
and on the general topic of what a terrible friend i am, not only have i fallen out of touch with most of my carl and non-carl friends, but i haven't talked to my best friend (my sarah from high school) in ages. i owe her a phone call and about three emails and... at any rate. sar, if you're reading, sorry. i still exist. if barely. i'll call soon.

i think it's time to go home and listen to more harry potter and then watch the rest of someone like you while i fall asleep. miss you all. can someone make it storm here? thanks.