So - I was going to move yesterday, but through a complex series of events that I don't fully understand, I've ended up having to move tomorrow.
Sorry, I wish I had a longer post for you, but I've been packing for the last three days and it seems like I'm nowhere near done. It's at times like this that I have to ask myself how did I get 400 books? Why do I have 14 coffee mugs? I understand why I have all the sex toys, but where did all the commemorative pins come from?
Where did I get all this? It feels like living is literally literally just the accumulation of objects that momentarily excite you until they fade out of your mind until you wonder where you got it and why its cluttering up your life.
Anyhoooooooo... I'll see you after I move.
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