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Aug. 22nd, 2003 04:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annissamazingFor the past hour I have been completely immersed in a friend's journal. I forgot I was at work. That was the creepy part. I just looked around and realized I'm being paid right now and I have a half-finished diet coke sitting next to me. It all just seemed very surreal for a moment. Everything seems so much brighter now.
I need to start packing. I've got a few boxes set aside and I can start packing up movies, CDs and winter clothes. I used to keep a pretty clean apartment, but lately I've been wondering what the point of it is. I'm just going to pack it all up in less than a month anyway. But that's what got me into trouble last time I moved. Granted, last time I didn't want to move and this time I'm dying to. I've got Justin and I set up to sign the lease on the 19th and I think we will move over light stuff that day. We've got friends coming over on the 20th to move the big stuff. If I could fit my mattresses into my little Kia, I would move those over that day, too. My little car has amazing capacity for its size, but a queen size mattress is just too much.
Mom and I did a bunch of decorating when she came to visit back in April. It's going to break my heart to undo it. She insisted we decorate when I told her how much I hated my apartment. She thought it would make me feel at home. It worked for about two weeks, but that was when the leasing office started putting threatening notes under my door that they were going to remove Sabastion if I didn't clean up the hallway. (Note: Sabby doesn't go into the hallway. The smell was caused by the constant flooding the hallway gets) I just feel sick about the whole thing. I shouldn't think about it, but it's time to go home again. Sad that I would rather stay here than go home...
I need to start packing. I've got a few boxes set aside and I can start packing up movies, CDs and winter clothes. I used to keep a pretty clean apartment, but lately I've been wondering what the point of it is. I'm just going to pack it all up in less than a month anyway. But that's what got me into trouble last time I moved. Granted, last time I didn't want to move and this time I'm dying to. I've got Justin and I set up to sign the lease on the 19th and I think we will move over light stuff that day. We've got friends coming over on the 20th to move the big stuff. If I could fit my mattresses into my little Kia, I would move those over that day, too. My little car has amazing capacity for its size, but a queen size mattress is just too much.
Mom and I did a bunch of decorating when she came to visit back in April. It's going to break my heart to undo it. She insisted we decorate when I told her how much I hated my apartment. She thought it would make me feel at home. It worked for about two weeks, but that was when the leasing office started putting threatening notes under my door that they were going to remove Sabastion if I didn't clean up the hallway. (Note: Sabby doesn't go into the hallway. The smell was caused by the constant flooding the hallway gets) I just feel sick about the whole thing. I shouldn't think about it, but it's time to go home again. Sad that I would rather stay here than go home...