scatmonkey

Today was the last day I'm walking to work. It was a green mile-esque walk, taking me he better part of half an hour, and feeling like it took a day. As of tomorrow, a walk in would take approximately five hours. Good thing I got us a parking spot downtown.

Anyway, I've been a snarky bastard for the pasted two days. I'm snapping at everyone, including Amanda. Packing up my entire life into a series of various sized boxes has kind of sucked, and I do mean my entire life. I've lived in my current apartment for seven years. everything I own, or have ever owned, is in that apartment. Most of it hasn't been moved from it's previous location in roughly that time.

I'm feeling a little maudlin, a little nostalgic, and more than a little exhausted. No amount of apologizing is going to make up for my grouchiness, so I'll have to make up the deficit in oral sex.

Uploaded a couple of pics. Those "less thin that I used to be" pics. Think I'll switch to tri-sets for the next while to strip off some of that softness.

EDIT: Pissing off for the next two days to move. Should be arduous. Back whenever Shaw cable connects me back to the net. Ta.