Moving out
You don't really realize how much time you're missing until it's 1am and you're tired as hell but you can't go to sleep because your bed is covered in crap that needs to go in a box.
Most of my stuff is in storage now. All that's left is my bed, a nightstand, a pile of crap to take to Kentucky, a pile of crap to put in a the last box, all my clothes and posters. It's kinda eerie and really white now. But some people like white rooms - freaks.
I have too many breakables and everything is covered in dust, it's terrible, I sneeze a lot. In fact....just........now.
I'm going to miss a lot of things but I'll talk about that in some introspective entry while I'm in the airport.
5 comments:
great job uncle mike! i love it! keep up the great work!
Where is the content, Mike?
I published my new layout, what do you think? Thanks for the typography help for the logo.
I cannot believe you linked me as "Annie Flanz-rack's Blog." Really. Was that necessary?
I agree with Annie. Geez, Mike.
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