Saturday, August 15, 2009

Two Days, Four Hours and Thirty Minutes to Go

Decided to start a blog for the fam and friends to chronicle my voyage to the Midwest. So far it sucks; almost everything that can go wrong has gone wrong. The movers were more than $1000 over their phone estimate, but it was too late to really get anyone else. I fell down the stairs. I accidentally packed my last paycheck which is now on the moving truck. I'm not going to get done everything I wanted to around the house, which totally sucks - I don't want to leave a big mess for Mom. Oscar has another ear infection. Am surviving on fluoxetine, clonazepam and white wine (I'm out of rum). I keep telling myself that in a couple of months this will be a funny story.

More later - must prime the living room walls.

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