Moving.
March 21st, 2002I am moving this weekend. Just my NEEDED belongings. After the end of this weekend, I should be able to live, sleep, eat, and fuck without problems in my new place.
That will leave me a week and a few days to get all the rest of my shit from my old place boxed up nicely and neatly and placed in a storage facility for the next five months.
I hate moving.
