This has the nicest little opening.
8567 Dellway Lane is no more: The last belonging was moved out today.
Meredith things have been shakeish, but stabilizing.
Tonight: All is calm, as I am hitting up Jenn’s 80s party with my terrible 6th-grade glasses, pink shirt (tucked in of course), and friggin’ huge white headphones. Revenge of the AV nerds. It’s going to be soooooo rad.
Odd: This will be the fourth time I’ve attended Jenn’s party, and the first time I’ve attended unaccompanied. I’m kind of excited.
Karaoke. KARAOKE.
Karen is slowly getting used to the new place…right now, she’s running around like a lump under my nice new comforter. My primary concern is that she remembers the multiple times I’ve shown her the litterbox, and doesn’t decide to find a new spot (comforter) to pee on. Not that she’s been drinking any water. But, she’ll calm down. I woke up at six this morning to find her curling up against me, so, she’s starting to get the hang of this place already. She’s already figured out which areas she’s Not Allowed In, and has developed a keen interest in compromising them.
Tomorrow will be the first day in forevvvvver where I’ll just be able to sleep in. I’ll still wake up at 9 (thanks, internal clock), but it’s the PRINCIPLE that counts.
In my recent exhaustive period of work, I’ve become remarkably efficient: Knocking things off the little to-do list as soon as they go on. Tomorrow, I’ll get carpeting out of the way. Hopefully, I’ll have furniture by last next week.
Still. Work is work, shopping is work, moving is work, painting is work, freelance is work, relationships are work. I just need two solid hours of reading or laying around or something. Hell, even update my paper journal.
My toothbrush tastes really strange today. I keep thinking about that.
I have nothing to blog about. NOTHING.
hope you have a super rad 80s-filled time at jenn’s — sorry i missed.
my shelves are finally up (kicking ass and taking names, too, but that’s neither here nor there)! i’ve decided to get new bookcases (black ones) and a new DVD something-or-other to hold my massive amounts of anime. hope to see your comforter (and karen!) soon. 
*hugs*
you have a paper journal?
what kind of secrets are you hiding from us?
!
SEXY SECRETS
mostly clarity-induced Notes To Self.
“OCT 27: I always _________ in even minor relationships. Why do I keep doing that? It drives people away. Remember, this time, don’t.”
followed by
“OCT 28: Did it again. FUCK!”
and a weird little graph of something that should not be graphed.