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I would like to go to Perk tonight and eat quesadillas with afterknowledge. Instead I will pack things in boxes and try to figure out trucky things. Oh, and watch Lost. But mostly I will pack and figure.

Today is everlastingly long. It's a beautiful day, as I can see through my windows, and as I experienced firsthand when I ate my lunch outside. But inside I remain, entering things into the computer and answering the telephone. And fooling around on AIM. I'm so very productive today.


"Restlessness" should be the bonus round on Wheel of Fortune some day when they feel like giving away a lot of money.

Work again, I suppose.
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Date:March 31st, 2005 05:23 pm (UTC)
I don't know why I've been stupid lately, but I honestly had no idea that you were moving until... well, right now. It's not that I don't read what you have to say, really! I just have poor reading comprehension, I guess. Outside of standardized tests and the like.

Where are you moving to? And, well, good luck with the move and stuff, and I'm sorry I've been naughty and un-noticing untill now.
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Date:April 1st, 2005 10:17 pm (UTC)
Hee. That is quite all right. I am moving not terribly far from where I am now, a little closer to Baltimore City, a lot closer to the neighborhood where I lived for the first 14 years of my life.

Mainly I'm thinking that it's time for me to get back out of my parents' house, so when Ro's good friend Lacey started looking for someone to share the house she just bought . . . it all worked out quite well.

Thanks for the luck wishes. I will need all the luck I can get. It's going to rain. And rain and rain. Damn.
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