I'm outtie 5000!

Good news! I'm moving!! yay! Back to GR. Living with the Alesheia. I'm projecting to move my bed in before the 19th, so I will be able to sleep there the night of our Holiday party.

I move in steps. Since I live like 45 minutes from where I'll be living I can't just make a day of it. I'd spend most of my day driving, so today I'll go out and get the boxes of kitchen stuff that's been hibernating in the shed for the last two years. I'll drop that off tomorrow, and so on and so forth.

I have one final left next Wednesday. Algebra....wish me luck!

Skating with the Stars

Words cannot fully describe how ridiculous Skating with the Stars actually is.  Knowing what it takes to do what they are doing makes it even more painful for me to watch.  So I am going to stop.  I only gave it a shot because someone asked me what I thought.  It was painful to watch.  Isn't it a set up for a joke anyway?  Dear God, Johnny Weir, the diva of skating is a judge.  In the episode I just watched he described modern love as "Jay Z and Beyonce".  I laughed out loud.  Also, the rink is less than half the size of a regular rink.  Which means they go insanely slow and it is not impressive.  Painful, just painful.

Also, the cleaning lady that is here when I am here at night (I work overnights at the library Monday and Tuesdays), is INSANELY LOUD.  It is almost funny how loud she is.  As if she is trying to attract attention because she fucking spites everyone in the library.  Also, if you are studying in an area she wants to clean, she will stand there and stare at you until you offer to move.  Again- awkward.  So . . . painfully . . . awkward.

I'll be home soon.  Everyone prepare.