can’t…. move…. again…
well, i’ve moved again. 4th time in one and a half years. yeesh. i hope i don’t have to move again for a while. so does spunky. he’s been hiding under the bed for a couple hours now. when he comes out tomorrow he should be pretty excited – he has his own deck in this house.
well it wasn’t the first thing i did, but i already took down and threw out the very annoying windchime. i’ve never really liked windchimes. they try too hard to be serene.
my back is killin’ me. where the heck are those motrin?
the movers did a good job. nothing broken so far and somehow they managed to get my couch in the door. so much better than having friends do it.

