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What up, buttercups?
"He's alive!" the crowd cheers (mumbles) with great unbridled joy (detachment).
Oh yes he is.
Apologies for the gaping empty black hole that is my LJ as of late. The roommate and I have decided it fruitless to even bother turning the net back on in our Providence apartment because our official move-in date for the new place is this Tuesday. We'll have a chance to boot the net back up there, but it might take awhile.
I've been pretty busy packing my life as I know it into discarded Gamestop boxes and carting them from one location to another. In the meantime, I've been working and wasting precious money away on discounted movies. I've become somewhat of a crazy movie hound lately. You know in Hot Fuzz, when Frost opens the massive fucking vault in his living room and it's filled with movies? That will be me by the time I hit thirty.
Right now I'm on Erica's laptop at her dorm. Sweet, sweet internet. Whenever I lose the net, I start to realize how much I depend on it when I DO have it. A sickly amount. Like an addiction. Coffee is one thing. At least caffeine can't strain my eyes.
I've been here in Boston for the majority of the weekend and it's been a huge stress relief, as expected. Lots of relaxing, lots of loving, that whole thing. We saw Collective Soul at Twin River last night, too. They're one of the bands I've been wanting to see since I was, like, fourteen. And they did NOT disappoint me. Really fun show. :)
That's really it. Was sick, am now recovered but living (literally) off of nasal spray, been packing and moving, workworkwork, kittens. Oh man, kittens. Our building's stray cat gave birth to six of them right in front of our apartment door a couple of weeks ago. They are disgustingly cute and squeaky. Ender managed to get them to the animal shelter in Warren, which is the town right next to the one we've moving to. They're a no-kill shelter, so I am relieved. I may visit them soon to see how they're fairing. I liked those little buggers.
Aight, well, speaking of coffee, Erica will be done doing her video work down the street pretty soon and I need some caffeine in me before the big scary Migraine Monster swings by and eats my first born or something. I'll probably slobber all over LJ again next Sunday, when I visit my mom in New Hampshire for her birthday.
Take care, folks.
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