babyblue

After 7 bookstore boxes and 10 liquor boxes, I've got about 75% of my stuff packed. The rest of it is clothes and toiletries and the like, stuff I kinda need up until the very last minute. I am blowing off shows and parties and social interaction this Saturday night in favor of sporadic packing and computer play. I only feel mildly pathetic.

Hey, at least I was invited to begin with, right?

Okay, who wants some random VHS movies that I no longer deem worthy of my vast collection? I'm not sure what to do with them, since at least half are screener tapes, and theoretically the studios could sue me for selling them. I wonder if they ever really go after people for stuff like that.

All I can think about is the move. I fall asleep and wake up mentally moving furniture around and trying to feng shui the place before anything is inside. Thom from Queer Eye, we need you. And your seemingly endless budget. I can make EnergyChannel out to be a hopeless case if that's what it will take to get us some swanky cool furniture.